Cousins with Benefits

"You want your cousin to fuck you, don't you?" Max continued.

"Shut up...you fucking loser," Mel moaned. "This is the best you'll ever have your whole life, so you better enjoy it, sicko."

Max still wasn't moving, even though every cell in his body was screaming for him to thrust into her again and again until he exploded inside her. He smirked at his cousin as he pinned her beneath him. She caught his eye again, and a combination and wild desire and annoyance filled her large brown eyes.

"Just fuck me OK," she growled with an intensity that surprised Max. She raked her nails against his back again and rested them on his bottom, digging her nails into his taught, muscular flesh.

"Fine! I've wanted you since I first saw you too. Happy? Now just fuck me!"

Max never looked away. He held her eyes with his own and thrust once, then twice, then again, each time thrusting deeper and harder into her tight, hot channel.

"Yes! Yes!" Mel gasped. "Give it to me!"

Max moaned, barely able to keep control of himself anymore. He thrust vigorously, and with each movement he felt her hot, wet flesh closing around his shaft more tightly. Mel was moving frantically beneath him, and when he shifted from thrusting into her to grinding against her, she moaned loudly and pushed back with all her strength.

She raked her hands in his hair and pulled his lips down toward her own, kissing him passionately, her tongue deep in his mouth. Finally pulling away, her breathing changed, her eyes closed and her voice became ecstatic.

"Max...now...Max..."

He understood. Max shifted back to thrusting into her, deep and full and fast, reveling in the sound of her orgasm overwhelming her. And it was at that moment, just as he felt her spasming with pleasure that he reached the point of no return. With one final thrust, he exploded inside her.

"Mel..."

It was all he could manage; breathing out her name once just as the most intense orgasm he could ever remember raced through his body while he filled her with his cream.

* * * * *

How long was it? A minute? Five minutes? He picked up his head from beside her own and looked down at Mel. Her eyes were closed, but Max knew she was awake from the smile that played around her mouth. It wasn't her scowl or sneer or smirk; it was a smile. Max wondered how long it would last before she was smirking at him again. It was nice to see for the moment.

Max climbed into kneeling position between her legs and took in the site of her body spread out before him. She was so amazingly beautiful, and despite having just drained himself inside her, he felt a stirring of arousal coming back.

And then the reality hit him. He had just totally fucked his hot cousin! Unable to help himself, he quietly breathed out a chuckle.

Mel's eyes snapped open, her serene smile changed into a saucy smirk, and she propped herself up on her elbows.

"So, perv, happy now?"

Max snorted. "Like you didn't love that too."

Mel collapsed back on the pillow and stretched. "Yeah, you were OK, I guess. Surprisingly."

Max watched her face as she stared at the ceiling. He wondered what it would have been like if they had just met randomly, if they hadn't been family. He would have hit on her, Max was certain of that, but how would she have responded? Mel suddenly pushed herself up on her hands, her boobs swaying deliciously as she moved, and, Max noted, looked pointedly at his cock.

"You're definitely bigger than I thought you would be."

She looked down between her legs and continued, "And God, Max, you cum buckets! I could feel you cumming and cumming inside me."

Her eyes closed for a second, as if reliving the moment, but then her eyes snapped open, and too late, Max realized she had noticed him raking his eyes over her body.

"Planning how you're going to take advantage of your innocent young cousin again, perv? Wasn't once enough for you?

Max just laughed. She really was a piece of work.

"OK, bitch, whatever. I know you loved it, and I know you want some more."

And I definitely do, he thought to himself.

"Why so you can make a total mess of me again?"

She stood up, and in the few seconds she was moving Max felt a surge of desire at the sight of her body. It ended too soon as she grabbed a blanket, wrapped it around herself, and headed to the door.

Max felt taken aback and disappointed.

"Hey, where're you going?"

"To clean up," she snapped. "You're smearing down my legs."

"Oh," Max said. "Well, here, use these."

Max threw the box of tissues at Mel.

"Eww. You probably use those to clean up after you jack off, don't you. I'm not touching those."

Max snorted. "Um, cuz, I just fucked you and came inside you. Remember? It's far too late if you're worried about boy cooties."

Mel snorted in return, but before she could reply, Max continued.

"But no, I haven't used them. I don't sleep up here."

"And you're not gonna sleep up here tonight either!" Mel snapped.

She grabbed some of the tissues, turned around and then threw them into a nearby trashcan. The towel still wrapped around her, Mel looked around the room unit her eyes settled again on Max. She tried not to notice his burgeoning cock. He really is big, she thought, and, despite her best intentions, felt herself getting aroused again as she remembered the intense pleasure of having him inside her. And knowing that he obviously wanted her again, that he couldn't keep his eyes off her, was giving her a warm tingly sensation.

But she was not going to give Max the satisfaction of knowing she wanted him again. Could she get him to beg? Definitely.

Still staring at him, Mel let the blanket slide to the floor, and forcing herself again not to pay attention to the way his cock stiffened even more when her blanket hit the floor or the glassy look of desire in his eyes, or the way he exhaled the moment his eyes feasted on her form, she instead plastered on her usual smirk.

"And since I am such a loving cousin, I'll get your bed ready for you."

She began to move around the room, exaggerating her movements so that every bend and twist of her body put on a show for him. Finally, with her back to him, she bent over to straighten the covers and heard Max gasp.

"God Mel...you're so..."

Mel smiled to herself, wondering again what it was about the view she was giving him that turned on guys so much. She was just experienced enough to know he was practically exploding right now, and the thought that she was so arousing him was sending more hot waves of desire through her own body, radiating from between her legs to her toes and fingers. She was tempted to turn around, jump him, and hungrily kiss him while their bodies writhed together, his hands on her boobs, her nipples in his mouth, his cock...

No! she thought firmly, plumping the pillows, and shifting her body again to the sound of a soft exclamation from Max. Control, I must be in control.

"Please...Mel...let me..."

"Let me help you? Is that what you were going to ask? How sweet! Sure, come on down here and help."

Max made no movement or sound, and Mel glanced over at him. He had moved to the edge of the bed and was sitting, uncertain what to do.

"Oh I see," Mel said, straightening up to her full height, "you weren't really asking to help me, were you dear cousin?"—the last two words received special sarcastic emphasis.

"No, you were asking me, begging me, to let you...what was it you said guys lined up to do to me: suck on my tits, taste my pussy, kiss my ass?"

Mel moved slowly over to Max and stood in front of him, looking down at him over her chest and noticing the absolute desire on his face.

"Is that what you want, cousin? To suck my titties again? To taste my pussy?"

Max's eyes lowered from her own to take in her chest and loins, and again she reveled in the wonder and desire that swept over his features. She wanted him to ravish her, but first he was going to beg.

He looked up again at her, and, his hands gripping the sides of the bed tightly, nodded his head.

"I didn't hear you, cousin."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

Irritation filled his eyes. "Come on, Mel, don't be such a bitch about this, you know you want—"

"Bitch? Is that anyway to talk to your cousin?"

Mel took two steps back from Max and put her hands on her hips.

Max's eyes traveled over her body again, and then settled on her face, a smile playing across his lips.

"OK, dear cousin, may I please fuck your brains out?"

"Such language," Mel tut-tutted.

She smiled sweetly at her cousin, hands on her hips, and arched her back so that her chest was more pronounced. She wasn't sure how long either one of them could hold out, but she was determined not to give in first. She shifted her feet to spread her legs side to side, ever so slightly, just enough to give Max a better view of her drenched slit, and watched his eyes hungrily take it in.

"I'll tell you what, dear cousin, I'll let you lick me, suck me, taste me, fuck me, as long as I can sleep in the bed. Deal?"

Max glanced at her eyes, as if willing himself with difficulty to look away from her body, and exhaled.

"Deal."

He moved faster than she expected. In a flash he was on his knees in front of her, his hands on her tits, his mouth closing over her left nipple, sucking deeply, while his right fingers played with the other. She barely had time to register what had happened—Max on his knees in front of her—and certainly no time to gloat before a tidal wave of lust and pleasure swamped her senses. A gasp and a half formed guttural attempt to say his name ended in a breathy moan as Max's mouth engulfed her other nipple. When Max moved his hands from her breasts, sliding them down her back to her bottom, and then to her hips, she propped her tits up in front of him again, all but jamming her nipples into his mouth, smashing them together so he could—Oh God, yes, yes!—take both in his mouth at once.

Max molded and squeezed his cousin's full cheeks, enjoying the sound of her moaning with pleasure and still in awe that he was, once again, ravishing Mel. He moved his right hand from her backside, across her hip, down her thigh and then back up again, his fingers finally resting lightly on her puffy nether lips. Aware of his intentions, Mel shifted slightly and Max ran two fingers up through her wet slit.

"Yes, right there," she gasped when his fingers found their way to her little nub. He moved his fingers across it, wiggling it gently from side to side, relishing again at how wet she was. After a few moments, his fingers moved down and he slid first one and then a second finger inside her. She was so tight and hot and slickery wet! Max's cock twitched as he felt her tighten around his fingers and moan loudly. Shifting her feet again and spreading her legs still further, Mel began to buck her hips against his fingers as he thrust them into her.

But Max wanted more. Her glistening pink slit, now very visible through her trimmed, dark curls was inches from his face, and Max couldn't stand it anymore. In one swift move, he pulled his fingers out, moved both hands to her hips, lowered himself further, and smashed his face between her legs, his tongue flicking out and tasting her essence.

Mel rewarded him with a guttural attempt at his name, a ragged breath, and her hands on his head pushing his face deeper into her sex. Max didn't mind at all. His hot cousin tasted as amazing as he had always imagined she would.

He had only been licking her for a few seconds when suddenly she moved, or maybe he moved, or maybe they both moved together. It wasn't clear how it happened, but in the next second Mel shifted around him, collapsing onto the bed, and, resting on her elbows, pulled her feet up off the floor while spreading her legs. Max had moved with her and, still on his knees, felt a surge of desire at the sight before him. Mel spread her legs wider and gave Max her trademark smirky smile.

"So cuz, are you just gonna drool at the hottest pussy you've ever seen or are you gonna eat me?" Her answer was not long in coming, and it wasn't verbal. Max lunged, a look of reverent lust on his face, and, his hands on her upper thighs, he buried his face between her legs.

Mel had been planning to make more snarky remarks, but the feeling of his warm, soft tongue once again raking through her sex left her speechless. And the more he devoured her, sucking gently on each petal, pushing his tongue inside her, and finally settling his tongue on and over her clit, whatever words she would have used vanished from her mind to be replaced with unending pleasure from her hot cousin's tongue.

How he could be so impossibly good at this? She picked her head up slightly and watched him sucking eagerly on her clit, and when their eyes met, Mel smiled despite herself. That look in his green eyes—so intense and intoxicated—made her heart flutter. But his tongue, now rapidly moving her clit back and forth, was making it difficult to focus on anything. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, spreading her legs apart even farther. Max must have understood it as an invitation, because seconds later she felt one then two fingers thrusting into her as his tongue and lips continued to work their magic on her clit.

Her head crashed back onto the mattress, breathing heavily and gyrating her hips toward Max's face and fingers. The intense pleasure rushing through her body and mind was almost too much, and with it went all sorts of thoughts of what she wanted to do with this impossible boy.

Mel was on fire, and she wanted all of him all at once. As much as she longed to have him stay right where he was so he could keep licking and fingering her—and God was he good at it—at that moment she wanted something even more. She pulled him up and toward her and met his mouth with a hungry kiss. He followed with very little work, his fingers fumbling to stay between her legs and on her clit. Mel sucked on his tongue, raking her fingers across his back and down to his butt, surprised at the need she felt to suck and have him in her mouth, and the sloppy tongue kisses weren't enough. She had never felt this urgency with any other guy. But with her hot cousin...yeah, she wanted to feel his cock in her mouth. It also warmed her that Max had never even asked for it. Every guy she had ever been with had moved very quickly to the "suck my cock" routine.

"You like how your cousin tastes, perv?"

The smile was maybe a little less smirky, and she wondered if Max could tell.

"You taste amazing," he replied. "I want some more."

"Ah ah," Mel said, her hand on his chest, holding him back.

"Sharesy," she said, leaning forward, kissing her way down his chest until her lips were centimeters from his rock hard member.

"Mel... are you gonna...?"

Mel answered by swirling her tongue around the engorged head.

Max exhaled a loud, ragged breath and then again. She could hear the ecstasy in his voice, and it only fueled her desire to have him in her mouth.

She used her lips and tongue and brought him in deeper and deeper, over and over again, sucking and allowing the underside of his shaft to slide on her tongue.

"Oh...my...God! Mel, I..."

Max breathed out broken, half formed words as his mind tried to keep up with the pleasure racing through his body. It was a lost cause. He thought back to the one feeble attempt Candice had made at this, but another deep penetration into Mel's mouth dissolved that memory in an instant. It was so intense and the sight of Mel on all fours, lowering her face again and again onto him was heavenly. Mel was actually sucking him off, and it was the most amazing thing he had ever felt. The trouble was, he knew he wasn't gonna last long and much as the thought of filling her mouth with his cream sent a shot of desire through him, he also didn't want to ruin a good thing.

He pulled gently on her shoulders, and met her tongue with his own as she rose up. Their tongues intertwined in and out of their mouths until they broke away, an almost real smile in Mel's eyes and on her face.

"Mel, that was amazing!"

Placing her hand back on his chest, Mel pushed him and Max fell backward, his head landing on a pile of pillows. She was already straddling his chest when he landed and, and with a saucy grin, Mel inched forward and used her hands to lean against the wall behind the bed.

"Sharesy," Mel said again, as she moved her pussy over Max's face.

Max grabbed at her hips eagerly and smashed his face into her damp crotch. His tongue lapped up and down her pink petals, finally settling on her clit. With the tip of his tongue Max wiggled it back and forth, slowly at first but then more and more rapidly. Gradually he used more more of his tongue, finally enveloping her little nub while continuously shifting it back and forth.

Mel knew she wasn't going to last long, and she was already too far gone to even try to stop. She exhaled gasp after gasp of pleasure, writhing on Max's eager tongue. Finally, Max pulled her down further onto his face and his lips closed around her nub and he sucked eagerly—quick, powerful, repeated pulls on her clit that triggered a tidal wave of pleasure. And Mel, riding her cousin's face, was swamped by that wave. Even as Max sucked more intensely on her clit, she cried out with pleasure and only stayed upright on him because her hands were on the wall.

His tongue was relentless and eventually, as Mel surfaced from the crashing wave of her orgasm, she pulled away, no longer able to stand the intensity of his warm tongue on her throbbing sex. She leaned back and then fell back, sprawling onto the mattress, her legs splayed over his own. She looked up at the ceiling and laughed.

"Oh my God, Max!"

Mel hunched up on her elbows and looked across their bodies toward Max, who was also now on his elbows. He was grinning at her.

"That was amazing!" Mel said, returning his smile, the usual irritation she felt toward him cowering behind the stronger gush of warmth toward him.

"You taste amazing!" he replied quickly. "Can I have some more, please? And yes, I'm begging."

Mel's smile was genuine; she thought Max probably knew that. And as she took in his green eyes, his eager expression, his muscular shoulders and arms, she noticed his rock-hard cock hovering over his abdomen. Faster than she expected, desire to feel him inside her raced through her body, and, truth be told, she wanted to give him what he needed. She rubbed her calf against his cock, and Max exhaled deeply, a look of gratitude on his face.

"Well, since your begging..."

Mel got on all fours and crawled forward, keeping her head low so she could lick slowly up the shaft of his engorged manhood, relishing the way he breathed out her name with pleasure. She kissed up his muscular chest and then inches from his face, she smiled again.

"And since you asked nicely..." she repeated win a husky whisper.

Their lips met and tongues entwined, Mel sucking hungrily on his tongue, a fiery desire coursing through her fevered mind. She wasn't done with him yet, and he certainly wasn't done either. She wanted to feel that thick cock inside her again, to feel him—

All at once, Max rolled her forcefully and she yielded completely, spreading her legs wide and inviting him. Was she begging? Perhaps a little. The little smile on Max's face probably registered the longing need she was sure her own eyes betrayed. But she didn't care. Let him smile—she was beyond caring about their old feuds. Anyway, she was pretty sure Max's smile was friendly. They had finally connected in a meaningful and friendly way, perhaps in the only way they ever could. It was simple really: he wanted her and she wanted him, right here and right now.

"Please Max, give it to me," she whispered, pulling him down toward her.