Brad's Road Trip Ch. 08

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"Don't you have her on like, Facebook, or something? She's got half a million pictures on there."

"Yeah, Adam," I said. "THIS is a great time to lecture me about using Facebook."

Both girls laughed at that.

"You said she was in fucking Thailand, dude," I said, throwing the pad of paper back at him. "Even if I'd realized she looked like a cousin I hadn't seen in 15 years, I would have ruled that out because she was in fucking Thailand!"

"Taiwan," she said. "He still doesn't know the difference."

"Yeah, I said that," he told me, ignoring her. "She's been wanting to visit you for a few years, and she got a week off to come home from the internship."

"That's why you pushed me into coming home this week, instead of two weeks from now like I was planning," she said.

"Yep," he answered. "Was trying to surprise the both of you."

"Look at their faces," Tracy chuckled, trying not to break out into a full-fledged laugh. "I'd say they're fucking surprised!"

"Where the fuck were you, dude?" I asked. "If you're gonna pull something like this, it's best if you stick around to make sure we see each other."

"And, ya know, to make sure we recognize each other, you fucking jerk!" I'd tossed paper at him --- Amber grabbed an empty glass off the nightstand and threw it. Thankfully, she wasn't going to be firing 90 mile-an-hour fastballs for the Braves anytime soon. It was so soft a toss that Adam had time to sigh before he caught it.

"Was in the back talking to Monica," he said.

"Fucking Monica," I corrected. He threw me a glare. "The bartender told me."

"That fuckin' goober," he answered. "Anyway, I get done. Ted tells me you left with some pussy. I'm thinkin,' hot damn, little Bradley has some game. Then I walk back to find Amber, so we can meet you at IHOP after you're done, and Stephanie and Lyla tell me she left with some guy. I figured it out."

"Did you tell them he was my cousin?" Amber asked. She sounded panicked.

"No, I didn't fuckin' tell 'em that," he said. "That woulda taken time. As it is, looks like I got here just in time."

"You did," I said.

"Three more seconds, and..." Amber trailed off.

"Good fucking Lord," Adam said.

It was quiet for maybe 10 seconds. Then Tracy started laughing. Hard. The three of us looked at her like she was a Martian.

"I'm sorry," she said, making it clear she wasn't. "I guess I'm the only one who finds this funny."

"No, no," Amber said. "I'm sure I would too."

"Yeah," I finished for her. "If it was happening to someone else."

"C'mon, Amber," Adam said, standing up.

"No!" she shouted. "You go!"

"Say what?" he asked. "You ain't gonna keep goin' with this?"

"God, no," she said. "But I'm naked in a hotel room, and you're my brother. You need to get out."

"He's family, too," Adam said, pointing at me.

"He's already seen it," she yelled. "Besides, we need to talk about all this. He can turn his back. You're my BROTHER. Get out!"

"All right, all right. We'll be at IHOP. See you there soon."

He started to leave, then turned around.

"Bradley, you are one lucky sonuvabitch."

"How's that?" I asked.

"I caught you naked in a room with my ex-girlfriend and my sister," he said. "And I have five shotguns in the truck, not three."

Tracy, Amber and I couldn't help but laugh. The laughter was short-lived, however, ending shortly after he closed the door.

"I believe the word is--" I started.

"Awkward," Amber finished. Tracy just laughed.

"Completing each other's sentences," she noted. "If y'all weren't cousins, I'd say to go for it."

"Hey, this is South—" I started, but instead of finishing that sentence for me, Amber threw a shoe at me this time.

"Fucker," she said, laughing. "Thank God we didn't really do anything."

"We touched, and we kissed," I said. "But yeah, nothing went anywhere."

Amber pulled the covers back and stood up. Even now that I knew she was my cousin, her body was still fucking amazing. I should have turned around, like she'd told Adam I would, but I didn't.

"Chuck," Tracy said. "Or Brad, I guess. You're staring."

Amber looked over at me. I expected her to cover up, but she didn't.

"Thanks," she said. "Knowing what you know, I'll take that as a compliment."

"So, why the shirt?" Tracy asked. "You told me to call you Chuck."

"No, I didn't," I grinned. "You introduced yourself, told me what you were drinking, and then guessed my name was Chuck from my shirt. You were on such a roll, who was I to stop you?"

She facepalmed herself. "That's true."

"So I guess we should get dressed and talk, huh?" Amber asked.

"Fuck, no," Tracy said. "I'm horny as all fucking hell."

"Tracy, we're cousins," Amber said.

"You and him are," Tracy answered. "He and I are not. And damnit, I'm not leaving till he fucks me."

My cock had retreated to half-mast as soon as Adam barged in, but it hadn't gone away completely. I was too charged up from the day, and watching Tracy strip off the rest of her clothes and spread her legs was getting me recharged.

"Sorry, Amber," I said as I walked to the foot of the bed and knelt between Tracy's legs. "I did get this girl all worked up. Only fair that I do something about it."

"You got me worked up, too!" she said, stomping her foot.

"I can't do anything about that anymore," I said. "You can, though."

With that, I turned my attention to Tracy's delectable pussy. Amber's bush was well trimmed, but Tracy was completely bare, and I buried my face as far as I could. My tongue ravaged her clit, tickled her lips and inner thighs and plunged into her pussy like a thirsty snake in a desert mirage. Her juices tasted downright awesome, and after a few seconds, I forgot my cousin was even in the room.

I was massaging her thighs as I devoured her, my hands tracing the contours of her quad muscles. I learned just how powerful they were a few moments later. Her first orgasm racked her body, and I thought her legs might detach my head from my neck, she was squeezing so hard.

"Tracy, relax," I heard Amber's voice say. Sometime after I'd dove between Tracy's legs, Amber had rejoined us on the bed, still gloriously naked. "You're gonna kill him." There was a hint of a laugh in there, too.

"Sorry," Tracy gasped, dividing that simple word into three parts as she gulped down air. The pressure on my jaw subsided as she slowly relaxed.

"No worries," I said. "Just try not to do it again next time."

"Next time?" she asked wearily.

"Yeah," I said. "Now."

My tongue went right back to her clit as she squealed. I plunged two fingers into her pussy and fucked her vigorously with them, but my main focus was her clit. I alternated lapping at it with my tongue and sucking it completely into my mouth.

Tracy cut my head some slack this time, but her fingers curled tightly in my hair. She came two more times that way, until she finally pushed me away.

"Good Jesus," Tracy said as I rolled to the side. "You need to run a clinic."

"Not bad, huh?" I asked, licking what I could of her juices off my lips.

"Fucking fantastic," she said. Then, with an apologetic glance at Amber, she added, "Sorry."

"I can do it again," I offered, but she shook her head and pointed down at my lap.

"Nope," she said. "Time for something else to go inside me now." She patted the bed, making it clear what she wanted.

I looked over at Amber, who was idly rubbing herself and staring off into space. I knew I shouldn't stare, but I couldn't help myself; her body was fucking magnificent. When she realized I was looking, she stopped but didn't cover up.

"You ok with staying here for this?" Tracy asked her friend. I lay on my back, and watched as Tracy climbed on top.

"I don't know," Amber said. "This is better than porn."

"Yeah," I said, "but I don't think we have any cousins who do porn."

She laughed, and flicked her eyes back and forth between my cock and Tracy's face. I waited a few seconds for Amber to say something, but she didn't. Finally, the sight of Tracy's pussy hovering just inches over my cock was too irresistible.

"It's not going to bother me if you watch," I said, gripping Tracy's hips with both hands. "Cousin or not, you are a sexy woman, and you deserve to get off, too."

With that, Tracy sank down on my cock, taking me all the way to the root with one smooth, excruciatingly slow stroke. I know Tracy and I both groaned, and I'm pretty sure there was a third voice in there, too.

The first couple of strokes were slow, but once she was comfortable, Tracy picked up the pace considerably, using those muscular legs to rapidly slide up and down on my cock. Her ample tits were bouncing and swinging wildly, and I reached up with my mouth and latched onto the nearest nipple with my teeth. Her blonde hair hung over and clung to her face, but I could see her eyes fire up when I bit down.

"Fuck," she moaned, quickening her pace even more. I was teetering perilously on the edge of an explosion, but as always, I wasn't gonna let myself cum until she did. So I pulled her closer to me using my grip on her tits, and started talking dirty to her.

"C'mon, Tracy," I said softly into her ear, but not so softly that our audience couldn't hear. "Use my fucking cock to fuck yourself. I want you to squirt your juices all over my dick, and then I'm gonna make you suck 'em off. You wanna taste your cum on my cock, baby?"

It went on like that for just a few more seconds, until she finally collapsed her chest onto mine. She was still working her hips up and down, but she groaned loudly and locked in a vice grip on my shoulder. If anyone was still asleep on the other side of the wall, she'd just given them a wakeup call.

"God damnit!" she shouted, as an aftershock orgasm rippled through her body. With her orgasms subsiding, though, my body was back to focusing on itself.

"Tracy," I moaned, "I don't want to cum inside you."

She pushed herself off my chest and grinned at me teasingly.

"Then don't," she said. She started bouncing up and down again, almost challenging me to hold out. Somehow, I did for another minute or two, but then she started showing me that her thighs weren't the only well-developed muscles below her waist.

"Oh, fuck!" I shouted, pushing her off of me quickly. She knew the game was over, too, and willingly moved her face down to my cock. Her body was splayed out to my left invitingly, as she licked my cock from the side. She got one or maybe two licks on my shaft before I exploded.

"Geezzz---" I blubbered, tightening my fist in her hair. The first shot or two landed on her back and right shoulder, with the rest falling anywhere between her cheek and her jaw. Finally, she pointed my cock back at me, and the final dribbles landed on my stomach.

"No staying power whatsoever," Tracy teased, licking my cock some more, though thankfully staying away from the head.

"I've been fucking you in my head for the past two hours," I said. "Did the best I could."

"Just me?" she asked. I looked over at Amber, who was feverishly pushing two fingers inside her pussy as she watched us.

"Feel good?" I asked her.

"Not good enough," she responded. "Not nearly good enough." Still, she wasn't stopping.

Tracy pulled back, and I quickly rolled off the bed and headed to the bathroom.

"You wait one damned second, woman," I said to Tracy. Seconds later I returned with a towel. "You have about 10 seconds to clean yourself up and get on all fours."

"Holy shit," Amber said, looking at my crotch as Tracy took the towel. "You're still hard."

"Give yourselves a pat on the back," I said. "That's how worked up y'all got me."

"Guess I owe you then," Tracy said, sticking her ass up in the air. "Come over here and help me pay up."

Besides the slickness, my cock looked like it hadn't just cum a few minutes earlier. Tracy's pussy was still dripping, and I couldn't resist leaning down for a little taste.

"Shit," she hissed. "If you weren't so good with your dick, I'd make you do that again."

I grinned to myself, and I saw Amber smiling as well. She was still working her pussy, though not as feverishly as before. I grabbed a handful of Tracy's pliable ass cheeks, and after massaging them for a few moments, I placed the tip of my dick at her opening. She waited patiently for a few seconds, then I felt her trying to push back on me. I pushed forward on her ass, keeping myself out of her. She whined pitifully.

"You thought you could tease me, huh?" I asked her, continuing to rub her ass with my palms. "We'll see who can't handle being teased."

I rubbed the head of my cock up and down her slit a half-dozen times, occasionally even slipping the head just inside before pulling out completely. By the time I was done, she was panting.

"Brad, let her off the hook." That was Amber, and I looked a question at her. "You're killing me over here. I can only imagine what it's doing to her."

I responded by slamming my hips forward so forcefully that Tracy collapsed onto her stomach. She screamed so loud that I might have earned another visit from the police if there'd been any in the area. I worked with that position for a couple minutes, basically pummeling her into the hotel mattress with my hips.

"C'mon, Tracy," I goaded. "I'm gonna fuck you harder than this; you can't just be folding up like that." I swatted her on the ass for good measure, which drew one of the loudest moans of the evening.

I never stopped pounding her, but she managed to get back up on all fours. I laid a few more palms down on her ass and kept up the dirty talk, since she seemed to enjoy both. I reached underneath her to squeeze her tits, which were swinging back and forth as I pounded her, her nipples grazing the mattress as they went.

Tracy's moaning was pretty much non-stop at this point, but Amber wasn't being quiet either. At first I thought her fingers had finally started to hit the spot, but when I looked at her, I saw that one hand was on her left breast, and the other was on the bed. She was just moaning at what she was watching.

I wasn't close to cumming again, but I sensed that Tracy was, so I gripped her hips hard and started fucking her frantically, using short, quick strokes designed to maximize the friction on her clit. Before long, she was screaming into the pillow. I'd lost count of how many orgasms she'd had, but this one matched any of the others in intensity.

My hips finally slowed once her body stopped convulsing, and eventually, she came up for air. "Your cousin is talented," Tracy said, clearly talking to Amber. Tracy's face rested no more than two inches from Amber's left forearm on the bed.

"Certainly looks that way," Amber answered. I detected a slight hint of jealousy in her voice, and I couldn't blame her. Sure, we were cousins, and neither of us was going to cross that line now that we knew it was there. Still, she'd come to this hotel room expecting to get exactly what her friend was getting.

After I'd given her a few moments to recharge, her friend started getting it again. This time, though, I decided to try something that had worked oh-so-well the night before. I licked my left thumb and gently pressed it against her ass. At the same time, I reached under and squeezed her clit with two fingers. Tracy squealed in delight.

"What's he doing?" Amber asked, and Tracy filled in her in between moans. When she was done, Amber sighed. "Completely unfair." She started rubbing her own clit again, but I could tell it wasn't working.

"Trying to give you the best show I can, dear," I said to Amber.

"I know, but this—" she motioned to her fingers on her clit -- "just isn't working. It doesn't compare."

Tracy looked back at me over her shoulder when I started fucking her ass with my thumb. The wink she threw at me was almost imperceptible.

"Come here," Tracy said. Amber didn't realize who she was talking to, but I knew.

"I think she's talking to you," I said to my cousin.

"Mmhmm," Tracy moaned. "C'mere."

"Me?" Amber looked half perplexed and half shocked. Tracy just nodded and licked her lips, patting the spot on the bed right in front of her.

"But I'm not..." Amber said, letting that hang in the air.

"Me either," Tracy answered. "Now get over here." With that, she tugged Amber's legs over until she was lying right in front of her. Amber was still nervous, visibly trembling now.

"What are you -- OH!" Amber shouted as her eyes rolled back in her head. I couldn't see much from my vantage point, but I saw Tracy's blonde hair splayed out where Amber's pussy should have been and Amber's fingers involuntarily curled through it.

"Jesus," I muttered as I felt my cock get even harder sawing in and out of Tracy's pussy. She had to be a little sore by now, but she was being a trooper.

"Tracy, what are you..." Amber trailed off, choosing not to finish what certainly would have been a rhetorical question. "We shouldn't --"

"Probably not," Tracy said, pulling her head away just for a second. Her cheeks were slick. "But we are. So shut up."

Tracy grabbed Amber's hips and pulled them up to her face, again burying her tongue deep in my cousin's twat. I got off my knees and squatted, giving myself a better view as well as more leverage to pound Tracy downward into Amber.

Amber seemed to give in at that point, visibly relaxing her upper body into the pillow. Her eyes were clamped shut as Tracy's tongue worked its magic. I secretly hoped she was imagining it was my tongue instead. Maybe she'd picked up right where we'd been interrupted, and instead of Adam pounding on the door, I had pounded her instead. Yes, I know she was my cousin, but the thought of it got me even harder.

Aw, hell, I thought. I'm going to hell anyway. No harm in greasing the skids a little.

Just as I finished that thought, Amber's eyes flickered open and locked right onto mine. A faint smile played on her lips, and I'm sure one did on mine as well. I couldn't help but wonder if we were on the same wavelength.

Tracy inserted a finger into Amber's pussy, matching the rhythm of my thumb in her ass. Amber's face began tightening up, though she kept her eyes open and on me.

"You gonna cum?" I asked her. She nodded slightly. "I can't hear you, Amber."

"Soon," she moaned. "So soon."

Without breaking our eye contact, I spanked Tracy's ass a few more times and plowed into her with even harder strokes, trying to push her as far forward as possible. It was almost as if I actually was fucking Amber, just using Tracy as a conduit.

Tracy didn't seem to mind, moaning and squealing as much as she had been all night. Still, she kept up a concentrated effort on Amber's pussy, and she squealed when Amber's grip tightened in her hair.

"Cumming now?" I asked.

She just moaned something that sounded like yes, but I didn't really need an answer.

"Cum for her, Amber," I gasped, nearly out breath myself. I couldn't bring myself to tell her to cum for me, though right at that moment, I wanted nothing more than for her to cum. "Cum all over that talented little tongue."

She proceeded to do just that, holding Tracy's head down hard into her pussy as she screamed out. Her orgasm just made me fuck Tracy harder, and suddenly, I was hurtling over the edge.

"Fuck," I said, and quickly pulled out of Tracy's tight pussy. I managed to point my cock at her ass before I exploded.

"Fuck, Brad," Amber said. "You're cumming all over her ass."

I couldn't answer her. I just kept stroking my cock and spurting onto Tracy's ass and lower back.

"Feels like you came a fucking river," Tracy said.

"He did," Amber answered.

"Not done yet," I added. I was done cumming, but I'd left Tracy perilously close to one last orgasm. I quickly pushed two fingers into her pussy from behind and started stroking.