Curious Cousin Ch. 02bykinkybelle_bi©
I awoke from my nap feeling better than I had in weeks. I was riding an emotional high that made everything seem new and vital. My body was both relaxed and full of energy at the same time. I laid a hand on my pregnant belly, and for the first time in months knew that everything was going to be okay.
I dressed in sweats and a billowing maternity shirt, then headed downstairs. Stacy was in the kitchen and had a lovely lunch prepared for me. She sat and ate with me and we chatted like old friends. Things weren't exactly uncomfortable between us before, but the awkwardness of unfamiliarity was gone now that we had such an intimate connection.
The rest of the day passed amiably. We went for a short walk, and spent some more time talking about everything in our lives. I relaxed with a book, watched some TV, and enjoyed a delicious dinner. She took care of everything. I could get used to this!
When it came time for bed, Stacy helped me change (even though I didn't really need it). I couldn't get over the thrill of how she looked at my naked breasts. If they weren't so sore I'd have grabbed her and pulled her face to them. But, instead, I behaved myself, not wanting to seem too pushy.
She helped me into bed, tucked me in, and we shared another skin-tingling kiss on the lips. I watched her slim but nicely rounded butt as she left, and felt a pang of lust. I lay there in the dark thinking about Stacy's young body, and remembering how she had fingered my pussy earlier. I could feel the juices beginning to well up between my legs, and cursed myself for getting so worked up when I was trying to go to sleep.
I thought about calling her to my room. I wouldn't be surprised if she was in her bed right now feeling the same desires. I didn't want to be too aggressive with her though. This was new to her and I wanted to let Stacy go at a pace she was comfortable with. I had played sex games with my sister since we were little, so I envied her this experience. I could barely imagine how exciting it must be to discover the pleasures of another woman for the first time--even if it was your eight-month pregnant cousin.
I awoke in the morning refreshed and looking forward to another day with Stacy. I spent some extra time getting ready before I went downstairs. A little makeup and some primping that I'd been neglecting lately. My efforts didn't go unnoticed, and Stacy made mention of how good I looked that morning. We had breakfast, then went to the baby's room and put together the mobile for over his crib, and affixed a wallpaper border featuring dancing zoo animals around the middle of the wall.
"I'm melting," Stacy commented once the last section was in place. "You must be, too."
"I think opening the window only made it hotter in here," I laughed.
"How about another bath to cool off?" Her voice held a note of hopefulness that did not escape my notice.
"Sounds like just what I need."
She smiled, and her eyes lit up in a way that gave me flutters. She went to the bathroom to draw the bath, and I went to my room and stripped down to nothing. I was about to put on my robe, but decided not to bother.
I entered the bathroom completely naked, my big belly leading the way. My bold appearance obviously surprised Stacy, but from her expression, it was a good surprise. She helped me into the tub, then took her seat on the toilet and watched as I splashed the cool water over my bare skin.
She had her blonde hair tied back in a pony-tail, with a few stray wisps hanging over her sweet face. Her cheeks were round and covered with a light sprinkling of pale freckles. Her nose was small with the barest hint of an upturn at the end. Stacy's lips were a dream. The thin upper lip curved and peaked at the middle in just the right way, while her plump lower lip was the essence of sensuality.
But, of course, it's always the eyes that make all the difference. Hers were big, and clear, with a constant element of wonder and joy. Their hazel tint could flash to green in moments of passion, or appear almost blue in tranquil relaxation. Her gaze seemed to have the power to physically touch me, as when her eyes fixed upon my sensitive nipples and I could swear I felt a feathery touch there.
"How about those legs?" she asked after a long stretch of quiet. I held one up out of the water.
"How about them?"
"Do you want me to shave them for you?" She stood as if I had already accepted her offer. Based on the little jolt I felt between my legs when she spoke, there was no way I wasn't going to say yes.
"Only if you want to."
"We can't have you looking like Sasquatch when Don gets home." She found a new razor and my shaving lotion and sat on the edge of the tub. I lifted my leg and laid it across her lap, getting her wet. She didn't mind at all.
She smoothed the lotion on in long, luxurious caresses. Stacy worked the razor across my skin with affectionate delicacy, starting with my lower leg. After shaving my calf and shin, she ran her hand up and down my smoothed flesh to make sure she hadn't missed any spots. I could feel my pussy beginning to throb with the excitement of her touch.
My thigh was the next target of her attentions, and I was in heaven. She had to turn to face me for this part, and I felt so exposed lying below her, my legs open, my nakedness on full display, and her just above tending to me. My whole body was alive with anticipation.
Her hand and the razor worked alternately up and down, giving me the greatest thrill each time she reached the top of my inner thigh--only inches from my swollen pussy. When finished with my first leg, there was a clumsy moment when we had to figure out how she was going to reach the other. She ended up sitting on the opposite edge of the tub, but facing in, so that her bare feet were in the water.
The treatment of my other leg was just as titillating and heightened my horny disposition to unbearable levels. This time when Stacy reached the top of my inner thigh she made a suggestion.
"You know, your...'area' could use a little bit of a trim as well."
"I'm going to give the everyone in the delivery room nightmares, I just know it."
"I could fix you up down there, if you want."
"You're too good to me." I smiled and didn't know how much more of this teasing I could stand.
My sweet cousin drained most of the water out of the tub, leaving only about an inch or so. She retrieved the little snipper-scissors from my makeup bag, and a comb, then climbed into the tub with me. She knelt down between my legs and had me slide my butt toward her. It was a tight fit, but she got me right where she wanted me.
Stacy focused intently on my overgrown bush and trimmed it carefully. With each snip of the little scissors my pussy flinched. I trusted her, but I couldn't help it. All that involuntary flexing had the added effect of getting me even more turned on. It was so sexy to watch her pink little tongue poke out the corner of her mouth as she concentrated.
"Maybe it would be easier," I said, "if I had you shave it all off."
"Oh, no, don't," she insisted with genuine concern. "I like it like this, don't you?"
"Don't you shave your pussy?"
"Just around the edges," she blushed and ran the comb through my trimmed pubic hairs. "I like the natural look. It keeps that element of mystery down there, you know?"
"I don't have many mysteries left for you to discover."
"I doubt that," she giggled and splashed water between my legs to rinse me off.
She helped me out of the tub and dried me off again like the day before. Stacy was less timid about drying me down there this time. I gave her a little thank-you hug, then went to lie down on my bed. Once settled comfortably, I let my legs fall apart and savored the air against my moistness.
"Looks like you're all ready for your happy ending," Stacy joked as she came into my bedroom and saw my legs spread wide.
"You don't mind, do you?"
"Are you kidding? It's all I've thought about since yesterday." She put my clothes in the hamper, then got on the bed with me.
"Your mother is going to kill me if I turn you into a lesbian."
"You're right," she laughed. "But I'm just curious, that's all. I've never had another woman who I felt I could trust, and would understand the way you do."
"I'm glad you came to stay." I touched her cheek lovingly. "This is all very exciting for me, too."
Stacy reached across me for the jar of vitamin-E cream. Her body brushed against mine, and the closeness gave me chills.
"Did you masturbate last night thinking about what we did yesterday?" I asked on impulse.
"Yeah," that blush again, "I did."
"I would have liked to have seen that. As a matter of fact," I paused and eyed her up and down. "It would be nice if you got naked with me right now."
"Okay, sure. If that's what you want." Stacy was obviously dying for just such an invitation.
She pulled off her t-shirt to reveal a lacey white bra, then she quickly removed that as well. Her breasts were small and firm, just barely a b-cup. Her nipples were tiny buttons standing proudly on each tip. I couldn't wait to feel them on my lips.
Stacy rolled back and removed her shorts, showing off her pink thong. I wanted so badly to finger myself as I watched her strip, but I'd have to wait for her to give me the satisfaction I was craving. She slipped out of the g-string and I got my first glimpse of her sweet, young pussy. Her hair down there was lighter in color and wispier than mine. I could see the crease of her sex and the curve of her flawless ass. She was beautiful in every way.
"Maybe this was a bad idea," I said. "Seeing your gorgeous body is making me feel like a bloated cow again!"
"Don't say that, Julie," she consoled me as she knelt next to my belly and scooped some cream out. "I think you look sexy as hell like this. I'm the one who's jealous of you."
I reached out and touched her naked hip, letting my fingers drift over her skin as far as I could reach. I wanted to touch those darling breasts, but couldn't reach them without an awkward effort. Stacy's hands circled over my belly, smoothing in the cream and a I became aware of what a pleasantly perfect moment this was.
I stroked her thigh as Stacy continued to apply the cream. I could see her tiny nipples stiffen until the nubs stood out, leaving almost no trace of an areola. She had the complete opposite of my nipples, which had seemingly spread to cover the entire ends of my breasts over the past weeks.
I couldn't resist toying with myself a little. I casually began tracing a finger around the circumference of one of my dark nipples. The nubs of my nipples were always protruding, but when I became excited they grew even longer, poking out almost a full inch. I pulled gently at them, all the while looking at Stacy's young, smooth body. She noticed me playing and smiled, seemingly proud of her ability to get me so turned on.
I spread my legs a little wider, and she got the hint. She put the cream aside, winked at me, and got down between my legs like before. Her fingers started at my wet hole, where she moistened them with my slick juices, then they glided up to my clit. I let out a moan as soon as she brushed my engorged bud.
"God, Stacy, it feels so good when you touch my pussy."
"It feels good for me, too. Now just relax and let me take care of you."
She was more deliberate today with her play than yesterday. She took her time, exploring my pussy, testing and taking note of how I reacted when she touched me in a certain spot or in a particular way. I was dying to cum, but I didn't want the delicious teasing to stop. I gingerly massaged my sore breasts, and tried to focus on keeping myself from tensing up.
Stacy's fingers had trailed their way to my wet hole. She circled them around the opening of my vagina, and I became aware of an urgent aching there. As if in answer to my sudden need, she tentatively slid a finger inside me, filling that aching void. My pussy convulsed, tightening around her, and I let out a breathy grunt.
"Is this okay?"
"Is what okay, sweetie?"
"That I put my finger in your pussy."
"I want to fuck you, Julie, and make your pussy cum on my fingers, okay?"
"Keep talking, Stacy," I moaned as her finger worked around inside me.
"I never knew I would love playing with another woman's pussy this much. You feel so nice, and soft, and wet." She added a second finger, and the sensation took on a whole new dimension. I rotated my hips in concert with her slow, twirling thrusts. "It felt really special when I made you cum. And I want you to cum again because of me."
"Mmm, keep fucking me like that and you will. Keep fucking my cunt with your fingers, sweetie." I wanted this girl so bad. I wanted to feel her body, taste her pussy, and watch her face as she was overtaken in orgasm. I wished I had a cock so I could fuck her with it. I wanted her on all fours, so I could grab her hair as I pounded my big, hard cock into her tight cunt.
"Are you ready to cum, Julie? Do you want me to fuck you faster?"
"Yes, give it to me harder! Please make me cum!" I cried out, lost in the rising frenzy of reality and fantasy. Stacy added a third finger, and began pumping them into me faster. With her other hand she took my clit between her thumb and forefinger. All she did was hold it like that, nothing more, applying just the right pressure, and within seconds I could feel my orgasm rising.
"I love the sound your pussy makes when I fuck it," Stacy said and I noticed the wet, sucking sound coming from down there. "Your pussy is so wet, cum for me, Julie, I want to see your pussy cum!"
It came upon me in waves. The first wave made me want to lift up off the bed and thrust my pussy hard against my cousin's fingers, but I forced myself to stay relaxed.
"I'm cumming, Stacy," I moaned and felt the second wave crash, stronger and very much concentrated at the point she was squeezing my clit. "Fuck me! Fuck my cunt!" The third wave emanated from deep within my pussy and radiated out into my legs and spine and belly. "Oh, God, I'm cumming so good, don't stop!" The fourth, and final, wave flowed over my entire body. No violent crash this, but rather a tumbling sensation that lifted me and floated my whole being, then gently laid me back again. "Damn, that was amazing..."
I heard Stacy stifle a satisfied giggle. She'd released my clit, but her fingers remained inside me, held there, not moving. I lay still, trying to sort out and make sense of what just happened. I'd been with quite a few woman, and a lot of men, but that was the first time I'd ever had an orgasm like that. My mind was too flooded with pleasure to be able to figure out what exactly made it so.
"I could just lie here and play with your pussy all day," Stacy sighed.
"You'd turn me into a drooling idiot. I don't think I could stand that much pleasure."
"Can you stand a little more?"
"I suppose, if I must," I jokingly played the martyr, placing the back of my hand against my forehead Hollywood drama-queen style.
Stacy kissed my thigh and eased her fingers out of my pussy. She moved so she was lying alongside me where she could easily reach over my leg and touch me. I felt her naked skin against mine as she snugged up a little closer. Then I heard her gasp.
"Julie, your breasts!"
I opened my eyes and looked down. Liquid had leaked out of my nipples, and run down either side of my breasts. Two little beads of the yellowish fluid stood atop each nipple.
"Is it milk?" she asked, her face aglow with wonder and delight.
"Not exactly," I answered, trying to remember what I'd read in the baby books. "I won't have real milk until a few days after he's born. But this must be the stuff that comes before the milk. It's like concentrated nutrients to get the baby started, but I didn't expect it to come this early." We both just stared as one of the drops grew and spilled over, flowing away into the tiny stream. Another drop began to emerge in the same spot.
"Can I?" Stacy whispered. I considered for only a second, then nodded.
Stacy moved up and leaned over me. She stuck her tongue out and reached it toward my nipple. The tip of her tongue picked up the drop and she took it into her mouth. She smacked her lips and shook her head slightly. The next thing I knew she was running her tongue along the wet trail that traced its way down the side of my breast.
"It doesn't really taste like much at all," she observed with a hint of disappointment. "Do you want to try?"
I nodded again, and she used her finger to scoop some from my other breast. She brought her finger to my mouth and I licked the fluid from it. She was right; there was a faint slightly sweet, slightly salty flavor, but otherwise nothing especially noticeable.
Stacy reached down and moved her fingers into place within the folds of my pussy and began to work them over my already primed flesh. Then she surprised me. Her mouth settled onto my nipple and she gently suckled it. Tingles instantly spread through my whole body and firecracker bursts of light went off behind my eyes. My cousin was actually sucking the nourishing fluid from my breasts and drinking it while she played with my cunt. It was almost too glorious to comprehend.
The sensations between my legs were suddenly magnified and I gasped with each stroke upon my clit.
"That's so good, baby. Suck me harder. Suck it right out of my nipple, sweetie."
Stacy became more aggressive on my tit upon hearing me. I could feel her lips, and the edges of her teeth when she sucked my dark flesh in. And I heard the sound of her drawing hard on me, then swallowing what came forth. And her fingers became faster.
Her middle two fingers plunged into my dripping hole. She pressed them up against the top of my inner passage and began to slide in and out. Her palm pushed firm over my raging clit and palpitated against it with each thrust.
"Harder," I panted. "Fuck me harder. Fuck my cunt while you suck me!"
Stacy shifted so she had a higher angle and was able to put more strength behind her thrusts. The sound of her hand slapping against my pussy as she fucked me with her hand was the beat of a most primal song. She sucked even harder now, perhaps having to work harder to draw any fluid. It hurt and felt so good at the same time.
I felt the baby kicking and stretching in my belly and I let out a cry as my orgasm rushed to fruition and peaked in a matter of seconds. This one was a sharp spike of pleasure that wracked my body causing my legs and shoulders to shudder. The air was forced out of my lungs with involuntary convulsions that resulted in guttural grunts of unrestrained satisfaction. Stacy released my used nipple with a soft, sucking pop.
Her chin was wet with my pre-milk and she smiled with wicked delight.
"Oh, my God, Stacy..." I had to pause to catch my breath. "That was incredible. The baby thought so, too!" I put my hands on my belly and caressed him as best as I could. Stacy's hand rubbed my tummy as well, and his straining motions slowly subsided until he got settled in comfortably. "But what about you?"
"What about me?"
"You must need some relief after all this excitement, don't you?"
"Oh. Sure, but I can take care of that later."
"If you want to take care of yourself now, I wouldn't mind. Actually, I'd like it very much." I was pretty sure all she was waiting for was an invitation.
"I may as well since I'm already naked and wet as can be," she giggled.
Stacy got up and went around the bed. I watched her lithe young body move and I was filled with lustful envy. She lay down on the other side of me and wiped her chin. She pressed the front of her body close against my side. I could feel the tickle of her pubic hair against my hip. She looked into my eyes, and her face slowly transformed from an expression of playful shyness to sensual focus.