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.
He fumbled out of his clothes, not taking his eyes off her lovely naked body. Brenda held her breath as he got down to his shorts.
“Oh, wow!” she exclaimed.
“What’s the matter?” Mike laughed, “Haven’t you ever seen a cock before?”
“No,” Brenda lied. After all, she only seen Uncle Joe’s prick from a distance.
“You’re putting me on,” Mike said. “Next I suppose you’ll say you’re a virgin.”
“I am,” Brenda said.
Mike gave a lusty shiver. He’d been laid a couple times, by very experienced girls, and it thrilled him to imagine getting it on with a chick nobody else had touched. Of course his pretty cousin hadn’t said she’d go all the way, but he figured there was a pretty good chance of it. After all, she’d cooperated a hundred per cent so far. At the thought of fucking her, his cock gave a lusty lurch and began to leak hot bubbles of cream.
Brenda could barely contain herself. There was that same hot cream she’d seen oozing from her uncle’s cock, the tasty juice Aunt Carol had licked up and eaten. She moved closer, her big brown eyes glued to Mike’s drooling cock.
“Mike,” she said, “may I please touch your cock?”
“Sure,” he said, “but why don’t we sit down and be comfortable?”
They sat down on the couch, and she instantly touched his stiff-standing cock. It was hot, faintly throbbing, and smooth, very nice to touch. She began running her fingers up and down the taut pole of flesh, and Mike shivered lustily.
“Hey, you trying to jack me off?” Mike demanded.
“What’s that?” Brenda asked.
“Are you trying to make me come with your fist?” he said. “I mean are you some kind of cock-teaser?”
Brenda shook her head, having no idea what he was talking about. “I just wanta play with your cock, Mike,” she said. “You can play with my pussy if you want.”
“That’s more like it,” he grinned.
While she pumped his big, hot prick, he reached between her thighs and touched the searing, juice-soaked flesh of her pussy. As he ran his fingers over the slick flesh, Brenda felt little shivers of pleasure, and she moaned happily.
“So you’re a virgin, huh?” he said.
“That’s right,” Brenda said.
“Well, I’m just gonna check that out,” he said.
Slowly he began inching his finger up her cunt. Brenda had never felt anything like it before. She’d never masturbated that way, always getting off by rubbing her clit, and nothing had ever been up her twat. The feeling was delicious, really exciting, and she whimpered and creamed all over Mike’s finger as it glided up her tiny untried fuck hole.
“Ooooooooo!” she squealed.
“Am I hurting you?” he asked.
“No, I like it,” she panted.
Her cunt was incredibly tight, much tighter than the ones he’s fucked, and Mike now believed she really was a virgin. He could hardly get his middle finger all the way up her twat. As he worked it upward, she whimpered with excitement and soaked his finger with molten pussy juice. At last he was in all the way, and he could feel her little twat pulsating and juicing.
“Oh, wow, it feels terrific,” Brenda sighed.
“Think I could get you off this way?” Mike asked.
He started moving his finger up and down like a cock. The pleasure was instant and powerful. Brenda couldn’t believe it. Even when she was playing with herself, it was never this good, this exciting. She slumped back against the couch and opened her thighs all the way, giving him plenty of room to work. Her eyes went to half mast, and she began to pant and moan.
Mike felt about ready to come just from watching her. She was feverishly aroused and not bothering to hide it. Her whole body was flushed with lust, her nipples stiff, her gash soaked. He’d never seen a chick so turned on before. But the most exciting thing of all was her fantastically tight cunt. He could hardly wait to cram his swollen dick in there. But he figured he’d better get her warmed up first. He frigged her fast, jerking his stiff middle finger up and down in her slippery little pussy hole.
The pleasure was almost unbearable. She loved having something big and stiff in her cunt, loved to feel his finger stuffing her greedy little box. Her head lolled back, and she screwed her eyes shut in ecstasy. She was creaming helplessly, the sticky hot juice soaking Mike’s hand and puddling on the couch. The wonderful hot sensations built and built, till he wanted to scream with excitement.
It turned him on wildly to think that he could make her come with his finger, that he could watch her having an orgasm. All his previous fucks had been in the dark, in cars. Now he finally had the view he wanted. He could watch his juice-soaked finger pumping in and out of her cunt, stretching the delicate red lips. He could see everything between her legs, even the tiny puckered mouth of her shitter. But suddenly his attention was distracted as Brenda gave a hoarse scream.
“Ahhhhhhhh, yeah, I’m coming!” she wailed.
Mike felt his finger clenched and gripped by her convulsing cuntal tube. Her slender body began to rock and buck, her pretty tits wobbling like jello. Scorching floods of come cream drenched his hand. Brenda’s face was contorted in a wide grimace of ecstasy as she moaned and came. Her climax seemed to go on and on.
Her cunt was squeezing and releasing his finger in a hard hungry rhythm, and naturally Mike couldn’t help imagining how it would feel to have his stiff cock in that steaming little squeeze-box. He waited impatiently for Brenda to finish coming. Maybe now she’d let him fuck her. But when she finally came down from her orgasm and he slipped his drenched finger from her cunt, she surprised him by pushing him onto his back.
“Hey, what the hell?” he said.
“I wanta play with your cock,” she grinned.
It was a hard offer to refuse. She slid onto the rug and knelt there beside him, leaning so close that her hot breath fanned his stiff standing cock. She fisted the thick base of his prick and guided the swollen purple head over to her lips. She stuck out her tongue and touched the pointed tip to his piss hole, lapping up a glob of cream. She took it into her mouth and rolled it around, savoring the salty flavor. Mike shivered lustily, incredibly aroused.
“Hey, cousin, eat all you want,” Mike said eagerly.
Brenda grinned, then stuck out her tongue again and started lapping his prick like it was an ice cream cone. She liked the taste of his cream, and she wanted more. Now she understood why Aunt Carol had gotten so excited when she licked Uncle Joe’s cock. Eagerly she swirled her hot little tongue around and around the big fat head of Mike’s prick, licking up all his oozing cream and swallowing it with a greedy gurgle.
He’d never had a girl go down on him before, and he couldn’t believe how horny it was making him. He was in real danger of shooting his load right in her face. But, what the hell, he wouldn’t have traded places with anybody right now. He watched in lusty fascination as Brenda worked, her little pink tongue all over the head of his dick and gobbled up his cream. She was actually drooling onto his cock, drenching it with her hot spit.
Brenda was having the time of her life. She’d always wanted to get close to a cock and explore it, and she could hardly be closer than she was now. She remembered all the exciting things she’d seen Aunt Carol do to Uncle Joe, and she imitated them, coating Mike’s cock with her spit, leaving the blue-veined stalk of flesh glistening.
“Ahhhhh, shit, that’s good,” he sighed, “keep doing it, cousin, keep licking my cock.”
“I’ll do even better than that,” Brenda leered.
She did just what Carol had done – opened her mouth as wide as she could and brought it down around Mike’s rigid prick. As she sheathed half his swollen cock in the steam heat of her mouth, she thought he was going to fly right off the couch. His eyes got huge as he watched her cramming his meat into her mouth. Then, like she’d seen her aunt do, she caved in her cheeks and started to suck.
“Ahhhhhhh, shit, yeah,” Mike groaned.
It was the first time he’d had his cock sucked, and he loved it. It felt, terrific to have her hot juicy mouth all around his swollen cock head. With each strong greedy suck, he felt a hot jolt of pleasure. He got off on watching her, too. Her delicate pink-glossed lips were enormously stretched, her eyes hot and hungry as she sucked up his juice and swallowed it. She did it hard and fast, suctioning the hot cream out of his piss hole.
“Yeah, cousin, suck my cock,” he groaned, “suck it good and hard.”
There was no question in Brenda’s mind that he loved what she was doing. He lay back and closed his eyes, giving himself up totally to the hot stabs of pleasure he was getting from her sucking mouth. It was her first time at this game, but already she adored cock-sucking. She could have gone on for hours. She didn’t realize how insanely aroused her cousin was, how close to coming.
“Ahhhhhhhh, fuck, shit, ahhhhhhhh!” he moaned.
She could feel his cock swelling up even bigger in her mouth, throbbing violently. Thick streams of juice poured from the cleft of his cock, and she gulped the salty stuff hungrily and drooled all over his prick head. She was so absorbed in eating his cream that she didn’t notice how crazily aroused he was getting.
Suddenly he stiffened, whined, and then began to fuck her mouth.
Suddenly Brenda’s mouth was full of steaming jizz. Her cheeks bulged with it, and little rivers spurted from the corners of her lips. She had to gulp the stuff down or choke. No sooner had she swallowed it than Mike’s jerking cock filled her mouth again. She whimpered with excitement as she gulped load after load of the tasty cream. Then both of them leaped to their feet as they heard a car in the driveway.
