"Hey yourself!" she smiles as she pulls me into a full embrace, pressing those ample breasts into my chest. I grab her waist and pull her close, kissing her cheek. Whatever perfume she's wearing smells great and we hold the embrace longer than I would have expected."You've grown some muscles!" she exclaims, running her hands along my biceps. Breaking the embrace, she pulls up my shirt and whistles. "And a solid six pack. You must be fighting the girls off left and right," she smiles."Not really," I answer quietly. "But you... damn, Rachel you are a beauty queen.""Thanks," she says. "Like I said on the phone, I won't interfere with your action. I'll stay in my room or go out if you need the place.""I'm not worried about you cramping my style," I laugh."Well I expect the same consideration from you," she smiles coyly. "I'm not planning on jumping the first guy I see but I'm not planning on being celibate for three months either." Not the conversation I expected before she's even br
"What was that for?" she asks."For tickling me," I smile. And because I wanted to touch your sexy ass."You enjoyed it," she retorts with a wink. Smiling, she settles back onto the couch and clicks the remote to bring up the guide. She's absolutely correct, of course.She picks a cop show, glances at me and I nod. We watch in silence but I sense her watching me more than the show. The image of her thonged ass and the feel of her boobs against my arm stay in the forefront of my mind and keep my cock semi-hard for the rest of the evening.We spend a fairly uneventful weekend. On Sunday night we have dinner at my parents' house. Mom serves her famous lasagna while dad complains about how much his back aches. After dinner, Rachel offers to give dad a back massage and they head towards the bedroom, leaving Lauren, mom and I alone in the living room."I love you both," mom says quietly, "and while I don't approve of what you're doing I understand how it could happen." She's nervously wring
"Yeah, maybe," she says but she isn't laughing. "Anyway, I'll see you after school tomorrow!""Bye." Hmm...interesting conversation. I open my door to leave my bedroom just as Rachel opens the bathroom door and peaks out, looking towards the living room. She probably thinks I'm still there watching TV.I freeze, standing perfectly quiet while she watches the hall to the living room. I expect her to turn towards me any second but instead she dashes across the hall to her bedroom, stark naked. I get a quick glimpse of her bouncing tits and her firm, round ass before she disappears behind the closed door.Fuck! I could learn to love these living arrangements.I return to the living room and click on the TV. While waiting for my sexy cousin to join me, I think about what my sister said about feeling slutty. Was that just a momentary reaction or is it something worth exploring? I'm also wondering why the two women I'm obsessed with are my sister and my cousin. What does that say about me?
"Consider this my rent payment," she laughs as she resumes massaging my thighs. I spread my legs and momentarily feel her hands pause on my inner thigh. My eyes flutter open just a bit but it's enough to see her staring at my rising package. Her fingers slowly resume their talented manipulation as they move up dangerously close to my crotch, eliciting a direct response from my hardening member."Damn, Brandon," she says, a laugh catching in her dry mouth. "You need to get a girlfriend." Her hands have moved down to the safer territory of my calves."Sorry," I say, my face blushing at my uncontrollable hard-on which is now clearly visible in my underwear."It happens," she says matter-of-factly. "Nothing to be embarrassed about." She looks again at my crotch as she massages my toes. "Nothing at all." I can't think of an appropriate response to that so I just nod."I think you're relaxed enough," she says, scooting off the bed and standing up. "You should sleep well tonight," she smiles
They vary in length from ninety seconds to four and a half minutes. I click on the shortest one first. And there it is! Holy Fuck! The mother lode! I'm staring into a rather close view of my cousin's widespread pussy while the soundtrack of a porn movie is playing in the background.Rachel is lying naked on a bed, presumably her own, masturbating with a purple vibrator, as a woman moans through what is obviously a fake orgasm. My cock responds instantly as Rachel rubs the tip of the vibrator up and down against her pussy lips before slipping the entire length of it inside her pussy. Holy shit! I can't believe she has this unprotected video on her computer. It looks like she's alone, probably using the MacBook camera to record herself. For herself? For someone else? For uploading?I'm rubbing my cock through my shorts now as I watch my gorgeous cousin fuck herself with her vibrator. She's biting her lower lip and her breasts are jiggling enticingly as she speeds up for a second and the
"I've never seen you like this," she says, slipping her blouse off and unsnapping her bra. "No 'how's your day?' or 'nice to see you'," she laughs as her beautiful breasts swing free and I reach for them."I missed you," I say as she playfully slaps my hands away and peels her leggings and thong down in one motion, tossing them on the floor. I pull my shorts off and my rigid cock springs free. Placing her hands on her hips, she stands there naked eyeing my raging hard-on."Mmm, you're very hard already," she murmurs as she wraps her hand around my protruding shaft. "I've missed you too," she smiles as she sits on the bed and lowers her mouth towards my cock. I love to have my sister suck my cock but after staring at videos of Rachel's pussy all afternoon, I don't want a blowjob. I want to bury my cock in her steamy, tight pussy."I really want to fuck you," I tell her as I push her down onto her back and crawl up between her widespread legs. "I want to feel your sweet pussy cinch itse
"I thought not," she says over her shoulder as she hurries out of the room. It doesn't take much set up to get the recording program open and ready."I've got it!" Lauren announces triumphantly as she races back into the room, holding the purple vibrator like an Olympic torch. I put a cardboard box on a chair at the foot of the bed and position my MacBook on top of it, raising it to the perfect height."We don't want it on the bed because as you move around you'll shake the camera," I tell her as she lies on the bed and scoots her bottom closer to the computer. I adjust the screen until the camera is pointing at her pussy."Good thinking," she smiles as we both look at the screen to see how she looks."I think you're a little close," I say. "I mean, if you want it to look like Rachel's. I can't see your tits.""They're not as big as Rachel's," she says snidely but she moves back a little from the camera."That's better," I tell her. "See how your breasts are visible between your legs
Collapsing on top of her, we both gasp for breath. I'm shaking as much as she is while I hold her shivering body against me. We kiss passionately before drifting dreamily into a tranquilly orgasmic nirvana."Wow," she whispers as I roll off of her and cuddle against her side."I know," I answer quietly. Running my finger between her still slightly heaving breasts, I wipe off little beads of sweat. "You taste salty," I tease, pulling my finger from my mouth."I thought you liked how I taste," she smiles."I do!" I answer, leaning up to lick the side of her closest breast. "I want to lick all of your sweat off!" I announce, licking around her nipple and running my tongue up between her succulent tits."Gross!" she laughs, pushing me off of her. "Let's take a shower," she says as she rolls off the bed. I glance at the clock. Damn! It's almost 6 o'clock. We don't want to be in any compromising positions when Rachel gets home."Get the shower started and I'll be right there," I tell her as
"So, she sets up Guitar Hero III but lets it play in demo mode," he smiles as he continues his story."You didn't really want to play video games did you?" she asked as she pulled me down next to her on the couch and wrapped her arms around my neck. I just shook my head as her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. We were kissing for a long time, when I pulled back and started unbuttoning her blouse. I glanced at the stairs, wondering if her parents will check on us."They won't come down here," she said, reading my thoughts. "I'm over eighteen and they trust me," she smiled seductively."I don't want to mess up on our first date," I told her. "So if I'm going to fast..." Before I could get the rest of the words out she shook her head and helped me undo the rest of the buttons. She pulled her blouse open and I started massaging her tits through her bra as we started kissing again. I fumbled a little with the front clasp of her bra but she helped me without breaking th
"Whew!" he gasps, breaking the kiss to take a deep breath. "You're even better than I remembered, Sara," he says, kissing my neck."What took you so long, John?" I breathe, not really expecting an answer."I don't know," he sighs. "Guilt... fear... who knows?" he says, looking at me with those deep brown eyes. "I guess I was afraid that once we got started, we'd never stop. You'd be an addiction that I couldn't or wouldn't break. I was afraid it would ruin both of our lives," he whispers."What's changed?" I ask, seriously wondering why all of a sudden, it's okay."You living here," he says. "It's a lot easier to ignore you when you're not around," he smiles. "Maybe I'm jealous of all the time you're spending with Jeremy. I don't know," he says, standing up and releasing my legs from around his back. "Should I have stayed away?" he asks."No," I shake my head. "I'm glad you're finally here but I understand the addiction issue," I smile as I sit up and scoot off the table. Pulling him
"Sounds good," he says, startling me by his proximity. I didn't hear him follow me into the kitchen. Grabbing two beers from the fridge, I hand him one and open the other one, taking a long swallow. I swish the beer around in my mouth, hoping it will remove any remnants of Jeremy's cum before he kisses me. If... he kisses me."So, how did you get Jeremy to overcome his shyness?" he asks, his eyes focusing on my hard nipples, emphatically embossed on the front of my tank top."Finally put my psychology degree to use," I answer, not to mention the tits you're staring at. I look at my beer bottle, tearing at the corners of the label as my eyes take in the bulge forming in his shorts. My juices are gushing into my panties as I lean back against the countertop, stretching the thin material of my tank top across my erect nipples. I'd be surprised if he couldn't smell the lustful aroma emanating from between my legs."Well," he says, clearing his throat as he shifts his gaze from my tits to
God! It's beautiful! I want to just stare at it and admire it. I love the shape of the head and the slant from the bottom to the top. I lick all around it, nibbling on the underside where the head comes together just under the opening. He's almost as big as his father but I push that from my brain as I open my mouth and guide him in."Ohhhhhh! Aunt Sara! Ohhhhhhh! Fuck!" Jeremy moans as I suck his cock into my mouth and slide my lips down the length of his shaft. It's been a while and I savor the feeling of his swollen cock sliding in and out of my mouth, imagining what it would feel like in my horny pussy. Cupping his balls with my hand, I stroke them with my fingers as I bob my head up and down and attack his hard cock with my tongue. He doesn't last long and I feel his balls constrict just before he shoots a large load of cum into my mouth."Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Fuuuuucccck!" he cries as he grabs my hair and thrusts his cock into my warm mouth, spewing his salty seed onto my welcoming ton
While continuing to suck on my fully aroused nipples, I feel his hand slide up the inside of my thigh. Yes! Now we're getting to it! About halfway to my panty-covered pussy his hand stops and he pulls his mouth from my tit."We still okay?" he asks. "I'm not going too fast am I, Sara?" he asks, breathing pretty hard himself."No!" It comes out more forceful than I intend. "No, it feels nice, Jeremy," I say more quietly. He smiles as his hand continues its torturously slow journey. I have my head back against the couch and my eyes closed as my nephew sucks my tits and moves his hand within millimeters of my damp panties. When his fingers brush the damp material, I let out an audible sigh and spread my legs a little wider."That's good," I whisper. "You're doing great, Jeremy," I encourage him as he strokes my pussy lips through my cotton panties. "Try slipping your fingers in through the leg band of my panties," I instruct him as I spread my legs wider. I want to reach over and grab hi
"You let him touch your tits?" Jenny asks in amazement. "That's awesome! What are you going to do next?" she asks as she takes a bite of her quesadilla. I've accepted that my sister is going to push me to help Jeremy learn about sex."I don't know," I answer. I've been contemplating that since yesterday afternoon. "I think he's ready to date now." Jenny smiles at me across the table."Why don't you role play his date?" she says, clearly enamored with her brainstorm. "You be... what's her name?""Megan," I answer."You be Megan and let him try to get to first base with you," she says, holding her hands out palms up in a gesture of 'why not'. "You can be fully dressed and help him learn how to initiate some heavy petting," she smiles at me as she finishes her lunch. I'm sure she's expecting some resistance from me but I like her idea."Actually," I say. "That's not a bad idea," In fact, I love it. I want him touching my tits some more and my pussy is anxious for some attention, too. Thi
"You can't let him out there without any training." Jenny says between bites. "Do you remember your first time?" she asks but doesn't let me answer. "Mine was with Billy Stewart in the backseat of his dad's car. I was so fucking hot and ready for the big O, and then he grunts a couple of times and collapses on my chest. I thought what the fuck!" she laughs bitterly. "Please don't let that happen to Jeremy after all he's been through," she says and I don't tell her my first time was completely different than hers."I don't know Jenny," I say. "We're talking borderline incest here. I'm just helping him overcome his stuttering," I insist but she's not dissuaded."Seriously, Sara, you can't send him out there to blow his top as soon as he touches something wet and warm... you've got to help get him ready," she says. "Who else can do it?" she asks, taking my hand and pleading with her eyes. "Please, Sara.""I'll do what I can," I promise, my pussy excited at the prospect of teaching Jeremy
With his hand on the back of my head, he fucks his cock in and out of my mouth, slamming it against the opening to my throat. I haven't yet learned how to deep throat and I almost gag on his thick shaft. Pulling my mouth back a little, I wrap my hand around his saliva-coated cock and pump it in and out of my mouth. True to his word, his urgent build-up comes fast, flooding my mouth with huge spurts of cum that I try my best to swallow. The poignant taste of salty semen glides easily down my throat but there's too much for me and it oozes out around his cock and runs down my chin.I pull my mouth off, gasping for air as I fall back against the couch. Damn! I just sucked off my sister's husband! And he wants to fuck me! My pussy is burning with desire!"Fuck!" John says, plopping down on the couch next to me. "That was intense," he says, smiling at me. I quickly catch my breath and slide down off the couch, kissing his bare thigh as I kneel between his legs."Let's see how quickly I can
I'm ready and waiting for him Monday afternoon when school lets out. All weekend I vacillated about what I had been contemplating when I told him we were taking it to the next level. I thought about consulting Jenny but decided against it. I have to admit, I'm more than a little nervous when he knocks on the door."Hey," he says, setting down his backpack and taking a seat on the couch. "You've had me wondering all weekend," he says without a hint of stutter. I sit down next to him wearing the flower-print bikini that started all this."Well, I've been thinking," I tell him. "If you're going to start dating Megan, you could find yourself in some situations where your stuttering may come back." I pause."I've thought of that," he says quietly. "But I'm not sure what we can do about it. At some point, doesn't she just have to accept me as I am?" he asks, hoping I'll reassure him."Of course but it wouldn't hurt if you had the deck stacked in your favor when that happens," I answer. "So