Cousin Lynne Ch. 02bypard74©
Author's Note: The following is a continuation of "Cousin Lynne," as requested by reader feedback. My thanks to those who commented.
After our mutual masturbation session, Lynne and I could not keep our hands off each other. At every opportunity we kissed and touched each other, so I was in a state of permanent excitement. I usually masturbated a few times a week, but now I was retreating to the bathroom or my room several times a day. Since Lynne worked and I was in school, and my parents were home almost every night, finding time for ourselves was nearly impossible.
One night I was asleep when I felt a hand over my mouth and heard a whisper, "Shhh, it's me. Move over, my dear sweet cousin." I was almost instantly awake, and my teen-aged cock responded even faster and was rock hard by the time Lynne slipped in bed beside me. I turned to her and we embraced and kissed, a long deep, wet kiss that had me tingling from head to toe. My hands went to Lynne's naked back and ass, clutching her. In the dark I could just make out that lovely face, that cloud of dark hair, and what I swear was a mischievous twinkle in her eyes.
Her hand immediately went to my cock, and I couldn't help it, I groaned softly. She smiled and put my right hand on her breast. I felt her large nipple harden as I rubbed it and then instinctively I took it between my thumb and forefinger and gently twisted and pulled. She gasped and her legs opened and her pussy was pushing on my thigh. Her hips moved and soon I felt not only warmth but moisture. She danced her fingers up and down my prick, then tickled my balls before cupping each one. One finger rubbed the sensitive skin between my ball sack and anus, then pressed lightly against that lower opening.
By now I was fully awake and my eyes better accustomed to the darkness, and I kicked back the covers so I could see her. God, she was beautiful, and when I told her so in a low voice she squeezed me harder and smiled. I didn't really know what I was doing, but I pushed her away and laid her on her back so I could feast my eyes. She was breathing rapidly and her large breasts rose and fell, the nipples poking up. I ran my hand over them, then down her belly to the soft dark pubic bush. Her legs went wide apart and her hand grabbed my wrist. Whispering, she showed me how to make my fingers circle her clit and move up and down her pussy lips. As I did, to my amazement those lips swelled and opened, and now I could feel how wet she was. She told me to put one, then two fingers inside her and to move them in and out while my thumb massaged her clit. I happily did as I was instructed, and soon she was twisting, her hips bucking up and down, and she was sucking on my shoulder muscle. I felt her nails scratching my back as her excitement built.
I leaned down to suck on a nipple, and she told me to bite it, but not too hard. I did and she came unglued. First she stiffened, then writhed and bucked, gasping. Her pussy flooded my hand and without intending it, I had four fungers in her cunt. Her legs closed, trapping my hand.
When her breathing slowed and she relaxed, Lynne told me it was my turn. She began licking and kissing my face, my neck, and down to my chest. She licked each little nipple and then nibbled on it before trailing wet kisses down my body. Her hand was holding my cock, and she ran her tongue over the tip, tasting the precum there and seeming to like it. She moved down and took each ball in her mouth, rolling it around. Then, to my astonishment, she put her tongue on my asshole and pushed. The sensation was indescribable. I could feel the cum snaking up my cock and I told her I was cumming soon. She took the head of my prick in her mouth again, then let go with her hand and took all of me. I felt the back of her throat against my cock-head and she did something, swallowing or something, that drove me over the edge. I began shooting into her mouth and she swallowed most of it, just a little dripping from the side of her mouth. Her tongue reached out and caught that, and she grinned at me.
As we rested, Lynne told me she had learned how to give good head from a teacher when she was a senior in high school. She learned more technique from an older man who was her boss at her Florida job before she came here. Both wanted to fuck her but, scared of getting pregnant, she refused them. She stayed a virgin, technically, until the night her boyfriend persuaded her to give up her cherry. That proved to be more painful than satisfying, and soon afterwards she had come north to stay with us.
As we talked in whispers, Lynne casually stroked my cock and my fingers were again in her sopping pussy. Being eighteen, I was hard again quickly, and my fingers found her pussy juices starting again. We kissed and kissed as our hands manipulated each other until at last we both came, trying to be quiet about it.
Lynne told me again how she loved me, and said the next time she would have me eat her out. I told her I could hardly wait.