Nick Eastwood: Cousin comes first

Their bellies smacked together, and the bed creaked and groaned.

"Unnhhhhh, yeah, fuck it to me, honey, fuck my pussy good and hard," Carol moaned.

"Take it, baby take my cock," Joe panted. Brenda almost come just from rubbing her thighs together as she watched. Now that she knew it was possible for a woman to take that massive cock and survive, she wasn't so scared of it. In fact, she was dying to try fucking for herself. She could see how much Aunt Carol loved that big stiff cock hammering in her cunt. She was squealing and gurgling and moaning with pleasure.

"Joe, it's so damned good!" she cried.

Joe was beyond words. He was just fucking into her faster and faster, till his hips jerked with lightning speed. Carol's eyes rolled crazily, then closed, and she let out a hoarse scream of ecstasy.

"Awwwwww, shit, I'm gonna shoot," Joe groaned.

Brenda watched till they went still in each other's arms, then crept back to her own room. She undressed fast, desperate to jump into bed and beat off, but she knew already that she'd never be satisfied with masturbation again, now that she'd seen the real thing. She wouldn't rest until she'd been fucked by a boy. She just wondered which of her cousins would give her that first fuck – Rob or Mike?

Tomorrow she'd find out.

The next day was Saturday, but both Carol and Bob had to work. With Joe on the road, this left Brenda alone in the house with Mike. She couldn't have asked for a better opportunity. They'd have the whole day together, absolutely undisturbed. Eagerly she waited for the others to leave.

Of course Mike had no idea of her plans for him. While she was washing the breakfast dishes, he got on his motorcycle and drove off.

Brenda could have screamed. If only she'd made her move earlier! She got the dishes done and waited. And waited. Hours passed, and there was no sign of her handsome young cousin. Then, just as she was about to give up, he finally pulled into the driveway.

When he strolled into the house carrying a six-pack of beer, he found Brenda practically jumping up and down in her excitement. "Mike, where have you been?" she demanded.

"Hanging out with some guys," he said. "Why? Anything important happen?"

Brenda tried to calm down. "No, I was just kind of lonely," she said.

"Oh, hey, sorry," Mike said, giving her a brotherly squeeze, "I shoulda taken you for a ride or something. But I'm back now. Let's have a beer and watch some TV, okay?"

"Okay," Brenda sighed.

She'd never touched beer or any other kind of drink in her life, but she didn't want to act like a kid. They got comfortable on the couch, watched an old Tarzan movie, and sipped their beers, and very soon Brenda's knees felt like rubber.

Not only that, she was getting horny. She was sitting so close to Mike, she could feel the heat of his body. Here she was, eighteen years old, and she'd never even kissed a boy before. It was high time she did something about that. She inched even closer to her cousin, till their thighs touched, and Mike looked at her in surprise.

"Cold?" he asked.

Brenda blushed and said, "Will you please kiss me, Mike?"

"Huh?" he exclaimed.

"You heard me." Brenda said.

"You're my cousin," he said, wrinkling up his nose as if that were some kind of poison.

"I'm also a girl," Brenda persisted, "and I've never been kissed before, and I wanta know what it's like. Please, Mike, it's not gonna kill you."

"Oh, all right," he sighed.

He bent his head down and kissed her, and right away Brenda felt dizzy with lust. She let her lips part, the way she'd seen Aunt Carol do with Uncle Joe, and, when Mike didn't stick his tongue in her mouth, she took the initiative. She felt him start a little as she darted her hot little tongue into his mouth. She probed his mouth and felt her pussy getting hot and wet and swollen.

Mike was starting to breathe heavily. After a few seconds he timidly flicked his tongue against hers, and when she didn't protest, he slid his tongue into her mouth. Brenda's stomach did flip-flops, and a big hot rush of cream spurted from her aroused twat and soaked her panty crotch. If a kiss could turn her on this much, imagine what fucking would do! She felt herself melting against Mike, willing to let him do whatever he wanted with her.

What he did was pull away. His face was flushed, his eyes hot and glazed. "There," he said hoarsely. "Anything else I can teach you?"

"Everything," Brenda said, slipping her hands under his t-shirt.

She felt his smooth hard chest and a small patch of hairs. Mike sat there gawking at her, as if he couldn't quite believe what was happening. Then, as he gained confidence, he grabbed her shirt and pushed it up over her bra.

"You can take my bra off if you want, Mike," she said.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Instead of trying to talk, he reached around her and fumbled with the catch of her bra. He got it open, and Brenda dropped her arms and let the bra slide off. Mike licked his lips and ogled her luscious little pink nipples. Then he reached out and cupped her naked tits. They were a perfect handful for him. Brenda moaned softly as his firm hot hands closed over the sensitive globes.

She hadn't dreamed it would be so exciting to have a boy touch her tits. Molten juice trickled steadily from her horny little cunt, and she quivered with arousal. Mike, began molding and squeezing her tits, and she felt her nipples going erect with lust, poking into his palms. She slumped back against the couch and panted, her tits swelling up taut under her cousin's busy hands. Then she happened to glance down at Mike's crotch.

"Oh, my gosh," she gasped.

He didn't even pay attention, he was so absorbed in playing with her tits. Brenda saw that the fly of his jeans was hugely tented, as if something big was struggling to get out. It just had to be his cock. She was dying to unzip his pants and take a look, but she didn't know how he'd feel about that. She just didn't know an awful lot about boys, that was the trouble.

She decided to start with something small. "Can I take your shirt off?" she asked Mike.

"Huh? Oh, sure," he said.

Reluctantly he took his hands off her tits for the few seconds necessary to pull off his shirt. Brenda found his chest smooth and pleasant to touch, but not terribly exciting. It was his cock that interested her. Finally Mike was losing interest in her tits and eyeing the zipper of her jeans. If he wanted to take them off, she sure wasn't going to stop him – she'd just demand that he take off his jeans, too! She smiled encouragingly, and Mike reached for her zipper.

Brenda was a girl of average height but very slender. It didn't seem possible that that slim body was mature. But as he unzipped her jeans, Mike saw the womanly curve of her hips in sexy hip-hugger panties, and he saw the soft bulge of her crotch. Quickly he tugged off her jeans and then reached for the waistband of her panties, but for the first time his pretty cousin reached out and stopped him.

"Uh-uh," she said, "I'm not taking off all my clothes unless you take off yours!"

"Okay," Mike said, "it's a deal. We'll both strip."

"Deal," Brenda said, leaping to her feet.

She whisked off her panties, and for a moment Mike just stood there gawking. She had a flat belly, and she was tan except for the small patch covered by her bikini. Her bush was the same golden-brown as her hair, and it was small and triangular. She was a child-woman, with all a woman's features in delicate miniature. Mike didn't think he'd ever seen such a tempting body.

"Come on, Mike, you promised," Brenda said.

"Huh?" he said.

"You promised you'd take off your clothes," she reminded him.

"Oh, yeah, right," he said.