Curious Cousin Ch. 03

Lightning flashed and the whole room strobed with bright white light. Everything went suddenly dark and the ripping sound of the thunder was right over our heads. Stacy and I screamed as the booming clap reverberated through the darkened house, and we could feel its powerful vibration course through our bodies.

"That was close!" Stacy giggled nervously.

"Too close." We listened to the heavy rain patter down, and heard more distant peals of thunder roll toward us.

We sat quietly for a minute in the dark living room where we'd been watching TV. Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness, I got up and carefully made my way to the kitchen and got the flashlight, which was, of course, dead.

"Should we light some candles?" Stacy asked.

"Actually, I think I'm going to turn in. If you want to stay up I think there are some matches in this drawer somewhere."

"Nah, I'll just go to bed, too."

We held onto each other and navigated our way up the stairs and to my room. I wiggled out of the thin sweatpants I was wearing, and took off my bra, leaving me in panties and a long maternity t-shirt. While I was undressing, Stacy pulled the covers back, then helped me into bed. She tucked me in, gave me a kiss on the lips, and was ready to go to her bed in the guest room when another bright flash illuminated everything, quickly followed by a resounding crash. Stacy screamed again, then laughed at herself for being so scared.

"Stacy...would you mind sleeping in here with me tonight?"

"I was just about to ask the same thing!" She hurried around to the other side of the bed. I heard her getting undressed, and a flash of light just before she slipped under the covers revealed that she was naked.

She snuggled up next to me. I felt her bare leg against mine and was suddenly turned on once again. We lay there for a time without speaking, just listening to the storm. Stacy rolled onto her side facing me and rested her hand on my pregnant belly.

"I can't stop thinking about what we did this afternoon," she said quietly.

"I know, I haven't played cribbage in years..."

"Not that!" She gave me a playful nudge. "You know, the other game we played. The one where I touched myself." She slid her hand up under my shirt and caressed my swollen tummy.

"Oh, that game. The one where you put your fingers in my pussy and made me cum? That is a fun game."

"Do you want to take a turn?" She leaned over me and gave me a long, wet kiss. "I want you to touch my pussy, Julie." We kissed again, then she moved so she was on her knees and shifted up so her pussy was where I could easily reach it from my position lying on my back.

I stroked my hand up the inside of her smooth thigh. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I contemplated the thrill of touching my cousin's pussy for the first time. I heard her breath coming in ragged gasps, letting me know she was aching with anticipation as well.

I ran my hand across the downy soft hairs between her legs, and she let out a soft moan. I traced my fingernails along either side of her slit, teasing her with the slowness of my approach. Lightning and thunder exploded just outside, and she jumped. I patted her pussy soothingly. She began to turn her hips in small circles, practically begging me to finger her.

"How does that feel," I whispered.

"So nice," she panted. "I want your fingers inside me so bad."

I reached past her pussy and ran my fingertips over the roundness of her ass and along the cleft between her cheeks. As I did this I pressed the inside of my wrist against her pussy, and she answered my pressure by grinding against my arm. At the same time she lowered herself and brushed her nipple against my cheek. I turned slightly and took it between my lips. I sucked her soft flesh and tongued her stiffening nub.

My hand worked back to her pussy and I gently parted her lips. Stacy's moan deepened into a hungry groan. I explored her with my middle finger, sliding over her hole, along the length of her lips, and to the spot where her clit was nestled.

"Are you going to cum for me, Stacy?" I teased urgently.

"Yes. Oh, God, yes. I'm going to cum all over your fingers."

"You want me to fuck your wet pussy?"

"Fuck me, Julie. Suck my tits and fuck me till I cum."

I took her other nipple into my mouth and sucked hard. I circled my middle finger around her dripping hole, then slid it into her pussy. I felt her body tense as she continued rotating her hips seductively. I added another finger and pushed them deep inside her. I'd always loved the feel of another woman's pussy and I was dying to play with myself as I fingered my cousin. I pressed the heel of my hand against Stacy's clit and was rewarded with a shudder of pleasure rippling through her body.

"More," she begged.

I added a third finger, stretching her tight. After a few pumps, my last finger slipped into her as well. I had all four fingers inside her pussy. She was humping my hand, and I matched her rhythm, all the while moving my mouth from one nipple to the other then back again.

"Oh, yeah, you fuck me so good. Make me cum, Julie. Fuck that pussy hard, and make me cum!"

I increased my pace as best as I could and pumped my fingers into her hard. The wet sound it made was driving me wild. I could feel her inner muscles tightening and convulsing and she began to chant as she approached orgasm.

"Yes, yes, yes..."

"Cum for me, baby. Fuck my fingers and cum for me!"

The intensity of her cries rose to match the wild storm raging outside. She grabbed my wrist and pushed me as deep inside her pussy as I could go and screamed out.

"Fuck, yes! I'm cumming, I'm cumming! Oh, God, yes!"

Her pussy practically crushed my fingers as her orgasm gripped her. She held me tight inside herself for nearly a minute, quietly absorbing each fading sensations. She pulled my hand slowly from her pussy as though she dreaded the void its absence would leave. Stacy brought my hand to her mouth and licked my wet fingers.

When she had sucked my fingers clean, she gave me a quick kiss, then moved down between my legs. I was so worked up that I was already on the edge of orgasm myself. I opened my legs to her and she began to touch me. She went straight to work on my excited clit. It couldn't have been more than ten seconds before I came. That wonderful tingling sensation raced through me. Despite the release, it only seemed to make me eager for more.

"Stacy," I was speaking without thinking, "put your mouth on me."

"Julie?"

"I want you to taste my pussy."

"I've never done that before. I'm not sure I know how to do it right."

"Start with a kiss, sweetie, nice and easy."

Her inexperience was at once adorable and a little maddening. I wanted to have the patience to teach her how to please a woman, but I also just wanted fuck her mouth and get off. I steadied my breathing and felt her first feathery kiss on my thigh.

Stacy kissed her way closer, then tentatively laid her lips upon the inner lips of my pussy. The sensation itself was very faint, but the fact that she was experiencing this all for the first time made it so very thrilling.

"That's nice," I encouraged her. "Just like that."

She kissed around my clit, making me want to grab her head and press it hard against my crotch. But I restrained myself, and tried to focus on the delicate pleasure her wary explorations were giving me.

"Should I lick you now?" she asked.

"I'd like that very much."

She spread me open with her fingers, and I felt her tongue poking at my pussy. She probed around my clit, then ran her tongue up and down along my lips a few times. Once she gained a little confidence, she pushed the tip of her tongue into my pussy hole.

"Does that feel okay?" She didn't sound sure.

"It feels incredible, sweetie," I exaggerated. "Try it again, but this time with a soft tongue."

"What do you mean?"

"Just relax your tongue, like you're licking a soft ice cream cone."

She licked me, her tongue still tense. She tried again, a little better. Then once more, and she had it. Her soft tongue glided loosely up and down the length of my pussy. Her uncomfortably hard oral probing had transformed into to luxuriously decadent swabs of pure pleasure.

"Like this?"

"Yes, that's perfect. Keep licking my pussy just like that."

She continued to experiment. Her tongue circled my clit, then she lapped me up and down, then side to side. She teased my lips with her tongue, and explored my hole more boldly. She licked and kissed my hairy outer lips, occasionally kissing that sensitive hollow at the top of my inner thigh.

"Your pussy tastes so good," she said between licks.

"You like the taste of my wet pussy? You like sucking your cousin's hot cunt?"

"I love it, Julie. I can't believe how much I love it..."

"Suck me, Stacy. Wrap your lips around my clit and suck me."

She tongued my hole a few more times then worked her way up to my clit. It felt like it was practically buzzing with expectation. Her tongue located my stiff bud, then she settled her lips around it and began sucking. I was instantly launched into heaven.

I pulled my shirt up, then squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples as she tried different approaches to sucking me off. I rewarded her with a loud moan when she hit upon an especially good combination. My nipples suddenly became slick as they began to express dribbles of pre-milk. This only served to heighten my excitement and I squeezed some more and spread the thick fluid all over my engorged tits.

"I want you to cum for me," Stacy said, barely taking her mouth away from my pussy.

"Suck me just like you were, baby, and I'll cum all over your face for you."

"Your little clit is so hard on my tongue. I can't believe I'm doing this."

"You're doing it, sweetie. You're such a good cunt licker, keep going..."

She latched onto my clit once again. She opened her mouth wide, keeping her lips pressed tight against my wet flesh and kept a strong suction over the top part of my pussy. Her tongue was able to dance over and around my clit freely as she sucked. The two sensations together were pure ecstasy.

Stacy's hands were cupping my ass cheeks, as if she was holding my crotch up to her mouth like a big, juicy slice of watermelon. Her thumbs held my lips open. I wanted so badly to be able to see her head moving passionately between my legs as she ate my pussy, but my belly eclipsed the view.

One of her thumbs slipped over to my hole and dipped just inside. She increased her pace on my clit, alternating each lick with a hard suck. A natural born oral artiste. Her other thumb found my hole. She had both thumbs barely in the opening of my vagina, then she did something uniquely thrilling.

I continued to coat my nipples and breasts with my sticky milk, and concentrated on my building orgasm, but her little maneuver sent me rocketing toward bliss. With her thumbs hooked into my hole she spread it apart. She pulled, her thumbs pressing firm, until I could feel my pussy hole gaping wide open. It was incredible.

"Just like that!" I cried. "Oh, God, I'm cumming!"

She stretched me even wider. The pain was giving me an exquisite kind of pleasure that I'd never known before. Her lips and tongue swirled around my pulsating clit faster and faster. Stacy began moaning, which added a slight vibration to the whole mix of amazing sensations. I squeezed my tits hard and peaked.

My orgasm welled up from deep within my core and blossomed almost instantly through my entire body. There was the feeling of explosive release centered on my clit and enhanced by the tight pull of my pussy hole being spread open. Stacy didn't let up as my body shuddered, and my legs thrashed. She continued sucking my cunt throughout my orgasm.

The last of the electric jolts ebbed away and I had to put a milk-drenched hand atop Stacy's head to stop her. She understood, and moved her mouth down to my tortured hole and began licking and sucking up the fresh juices leaking from me. This girl couldn't be any sexier.

"What did I do to deserve you?" I gasped.

"You? I'm the lucky one." She laid several gentle kisses on and around my satiated pussy, then climbed up next to me. I wrapped an arm around her and pulled her close. She nuzzled my neck then rested her head on my shoulder.

I could feel her heart beating as quickly as mine. The rain was still falling hard, but the thunder now came from far away, arriving outside my window in long, low rumbles. I ran my fingers along the strong lines of Stacy's back and she responded with breathy coos of contentment.

"That was amazing," I whispered, and kissed her forehead.

"There's more to it than I thought," she giggled. "But you really thought I did it good?"

"So good! Half the women and most of the guys I've been with haven't been able to get me off with their mouth. You got it on your first try."

"Hopefully I'll get it on my second try, too..."

"You can have as many tries as you want, my dear."

Stacy moved up and kissed me. I could taste myself on her lips and tongue. Her hand circled the dome of my big belly as we kissed and tongued each other's mouths for several long minutes.

"I think he's asleep in there." She patted my tummy.

"He's having a dream." I kissed her on the end of her cute little nose.

"About what?"

"About you...sitting on his mommy's face."

"That dirty little boy," she laughed. "I suppose I should give him what he wants so he doesn't wake up."

"I think that's a very good idea."

Stacy moved the pillows, turned around, swung a leg over me, and was soon positioned so her pussy was just above my face. If my pregnant belly wasn't in the way she could have leaned forward and we'd have been in the sixty-nine position. As it was, she remained upright, and carefully balanced herself over me.

"Is this all right?"

I pulled my pillow up under my neck, which lifted my head to within inches of her waiting pussy. I could smell her sex and couldn't wait to taste her.

"Perfect," I groaned. "Just ease yourself down a little..."

Stacy moved her knees wider and this brought her pussy lower. I reached up with my tongue and felt the hot flesh of her cunt. I immediately went for her hole, reaching around and pressing down on her hips. I found her wet opening and eagerly sucked her juices. She had an almost earthy, and slightly sour taste. It wasn't strong, but it was incredibly arousing. This, combined with the faint aroma of her sweat and the floral traces of the soap she used, made for a sensual blend that I wouldn't soon forget.

"Oh, God, Julie," she panted. "It feels so different from when my boyfriend does it." I could barely hear her from my position between her lean, lovely legs.

She bent forward and shifted herself, bringing her clit to my lips. I was happy to oblige. I teased her swollen nubbin with my tongue, flicking it, then licking circles around it. This elicited a series of deep moans from my cousin. It felt so exciting knowing that I was the first woman to ever lick this pussy.

"I don't think your mother would approve of all this," I said just to torment her. "Maybe I should stop."

"Don't you dare! Please, keep going," she begged. "No one's ever sucked my pussy this good before."

I gripped her ass cheeks and pulled her against my face once more. Her pussy was slick with her secretions and my saliva. It nestled down onto my mouth like that's exactly where it belonged. I kissed the modest lips of her inner labia. I sucked those thin ribbons of meaty flesh into my mouth, tugging on them gently as I did. When I tilted my head back, my chin pressed against her clit. If I tilted forward, the tip of my nose tickled the drenched entrance of her vagina.

As I used my mouth to toy with her pussy, I couldn't help fantasizing. As fantastically exciting as it all was, I was compelled to add my own little secret spice. I imagined my uptight aunt, Stacy's mom, standing in the room watching us. I pictured her naked and angry. Furious that I would corrupt her little darling like this, but at the same time so excited by seeing my suck her daughter's pussy that she couldn't help fingering herself.

"That's so disgusting," Stacy's mom was saying in my fantasy. "Stop licking my little girl's pussy, you filthy slut!" At the same time her hand was frantically strumming away at her own clit, and she was twisting her nipples with shameful agony.

The fantasy urged me to increase the intensity of my oral manipulations of Stacy's pussy. I swabbed my tongue hard over her clit again and again while circling my head to increase the motion. I felt her humping my face, and matched my rhythms to hers.

"Oh, Julie," Stacy called out, "right there! Right like that!"

"Get my baby's cunt out of your mouth, whore!" I heard my conjured aunt scream. I was getting so turned on imagining her standing over us, her hair pulled back in a tight bun, her big saggy tits swaying as she pounded away at he big sloppy cunt.

"I'm going to cum," Stacy panted. "I'm going to cum in your mouth. I'm about to cum right on your face!"

I grabbed her ass tighter and spread her cheeks wide, fully exposing her asshole to the open air. I knew what a decadently liberating sensation that was, and was certain it would boost the already explosive orgasm she was about to experience.

My tongue zeroed in exclusively on her clit, and I was sure to keep my motion steady and consistent. Nothing throws off an impending orgasm like changing pace or pattern at the critical moment. I felt her hips and legs begin to quiver as every muscle in her body strained in anticipation of what was coming.

"There it is! Right there! Oh, yes. I'm cumming. I cumming! Ah, ah, ah, aaaaaaah! Yes!" Stacy screamed and pounded the mattress with her hand. I stopped licking and just sucked her clit and all the surrounding flesh into my mouth and held it there, prolonging the pleasure for her as much as I could. When I felt her relax I gently eased off and took my mouth away.

Stacy was poised over me on her hands and knees. She remained like that for a minute or so. I took the opportunity to lay the occasional kiss on her inner thigh or swollen pussy lips. She responded by lowering her head and covering my belly with kisses of her own.

She climbed off and snuggled up next to me once more. The rain had softened, and the heat had finally broke. It was almost cool now and the warmth of her body was a welcomed comfort. After a time she stirred.

"We need to get you cleaned up," she sighed.

"No, don't get up. It feels good being dirty." I kissed my sweet cousin on her lips and rolled so my back was to her. She pulled the covers up over us and pressed closely against me, matching the contours of my body with her own.

My pussy ached for more, but I was too content in the moment to pursue further carnal fulfillment that night. I knew there was plenty of time left over the next week for Stacy and me to explore the depths of our newfound relationship.

The End

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REALITY CHECK

I did this with my first story and folks seemed to like it, so I'm thinking I'll make it a regular feature. In "Seducing Our Son" I needed to separate fact from fantasy. That isn't the case with this story, so I'll use this as an opportunity to fill in a few gaps and try to answer some questions I think you might have.

Everything in this story about me and my cousin is true. It happened pretty much exactly the way I described. The names have been changed to protect the guilty, and the dialogue is stylized for readability, but otherwise it's all accurate as best as I can remember.

My cousin Stacy is the daughter of my dad's oldest brother and his second wife. She and her family lived in Pennsylvania, and I had only really met her a few times (at big family functions mostly). So even though we were family, we were practically strangers. It was a big surprise when she called and offered to come up and help me while my husband was away on a construction job down south.