The House of Robles 1.8

Sheila leaned over to peck him on the lips. "Actually, your aunt thinks we're both lesbians."

"She what?" Junior glanced at his cousin.

"Yup. She used to always tell me how she didn't want some ghetto ass hoodlum knocking me up." Diamond admitted. "Up until I got tired of hearing that shit. So me and Sheila give each other hugs or kisses every now and then, you know, just to keep up the act. Anyway, that's how I know you kiss like a girl. You kiss like Sheila does."

Junior glanced at the blond appreciatively, and after shooting him a grin, she leaned over and kissed him again. "I think you kiss great."

Diamond kept stroking him. "Plus, we both get birth control pills from the family services place, so you can be our little fuck slave for as long as we want." Abruptly, she slapped his thigh. "Hey, get this thing up already."

"It takes a little while, okay?"

"Well, I don't feel like waiting a little while." She said, hopping off the bed and kneeling down between his legs. "Sheila, we've got to get my cousin horny enough to fuck us again. Yeah?"

"Okay." Sheila giggled, drawing herself closer and bringing her mouth down on his chest. Her lips encircled his left nipple, and she sucked at it for a few seconds, before starting to trail of kisses all over that side of his body. She paused to gaze into Junior's eyes. "Is it working yet?"

"Not down here it ain't." An annoyed Diamond replied for him. Apparently, she'd wiped him off with a towel or something, and was now once again stroking his lifeless cock. "You think a bicycle pump will work on this thing?"

"I've got an idea." Junior pulled Sheila toward him. "Just straighten out your arms, and scoot up a little." He positioned her body so that her breasts swung freely over his face like giant pendulums. His hands eagerly clutched at both of them, but the nearest one he directed into his mouth, where he began sucking and licking at the pale flesh, and the extra large areola.

Sheila moaned out loud, just as Diamond's mouth lowered itself onto his rod. Easily, his cousin captured a good portion of its length, tightening her wet grip on the piece of meat and bobbing up and down slowly. The sensation of her strict lips rubbing against the shaft was intense, and although preoccupied, Junior could feel himself become more rigid by the moment. Playfully, he swung Sheila's nearest breast aside with his cheek and tried to catch it with his mouth.

"That's better." After giving the tip a couple of quick sucks, Diamond removed her mouth and replaced it with her hand, keeping up the tempo of her former strokes as she roughly tugged at her cousin's legs.

Obediently, Junior scooted down, interrupting his own interaction with Sheila, who wisely withdrew until everything settled down again. Diamond stood up, unzipping and discarding her white skirt, and after another moment, she did the same with her blouse.

Her pert breasts and lean abdomen were visible to him, but only for a moment, as she quickly turned and showed him the rest of her assets; her sexy back, tiny waist and tight, shapely butt. She backed into his spread legs, then reached down to grasp his newly invigorated cock, and smoothly planted herself on it. Diamond grunted as she swiveled her hips, giving Junior the fear that it would be a repeat of their earlier fiasco, but apparently she'd just been reacquainting herself with his cock, for she soon stopped and slightly leaned over, gripping both of his knees and bracing herself.

Diamond's firm ass lifted from his abdomen, and slowly came back down again. She repeated the movement, even slower, as if she were testing out its adequacy. It must have passed her test, as she brought herself down hard the next time, releasing another quick grunt of approval. Unexpectedly, her body tensed, as if she were some sort of race driver awaiting the green light. Then, as if that light had flashed, she began a frantic repeat of her recent movements, but sped up a hundred times, and Junior became some sort of instrument akin to a sexual pogo stick. Her ass came and went in a blur of motion, keeping itself from getting either too high or too low on his shaft, but occasionally misjudging the distance and slapping roughly against his groin.

Energetically, tirelessly, her petite body flapped up and down, and when she looked back to gauge Junior's reaction, it was not to note his pleasure, but to find out how close he was to another orgasm. The look on her face was one of pure concentration.

Finding the flurried movements to be more mechanical than sensual, Junior was nowhere near his erotic limits. Beside him, Sheila only stared with rapt attention at the sexual dynamo and her frenzied exploits.

After a few minutes, Diamond paused in mid-stride, letting a lone and throaty grunt escape her lips, as if the interaction were over, only to resume exactly where she'd left off a second later. This time, however, there could be no doubt she was approaching her own climax, as witnessed by her raspier breaths and bowed head. Her nails began to claw at Junior's knees.

"Oh yes! Oh yes!" She burst out, her pace wavering slightly. "Ah! Unnn!" Then, she slowed considerably, bringing her sexy hips all the way down to the base of Junior's shaft, then all the way up again. Her grunts evolved into longer, more vocal emissions that reminded Junior of cats in heat.

When she sat on him and commenced a slow grind, Junior felt his own excitement welling up, and he tightly gripped her ass to brace himself for his own release. He wouldn't last much longer, he knew, when as abruptly as the first time, Diamond stood up and started stepping away. Her climax now complete, she again retreated, albeit this time on much shakier legs, while Junior lay there expectantly like a man jilted at the altar.

Well, Junior wasn't going to let her have her own way again, as if he were some plastic vibrator that she could drop as soon as she felt she was finished with. He grabbed his cousin by the wrist and shoved her back onto the bed. Diamond landed on her side, and before she had a chance to recover, Junior straddled one of her thighs and lifted her other leg high into the air. He plunged into her sideways, his arms grabbing her by the waist and pinning the girl in place, and he began his own version of a perpetual motion machine. His balls slapped loudly against her fleshy thigh as he pounded into her, when one of her small hands made it past the constant jolting and reached out for his thigh. Her nails dug into his flesh, but whether it was from ecstasy or repulsion, Junior couldn't tell.

As the pain began to register from his broken skin, Junior instinctively responded with a sharp slap onto Diamond's nearest exposed butt cheek. The girl yelped from the startling blow. Surprisingly, the shriek did not sound like one of distress.

Now shivering with pleasure, Diamond again scratched at her cousin's leg. In retaliation, Junior slammed his open palm down on her firm butt, and this time, Diamond seemed to shriek with delight. He'd pushed the right button that time, Junior realized, and as he found himself nearing his own erotic boundary, he reached up and grabbed a handful of his little cousin's hair and sharply yanked back on her head. Some pain must have been registering within her, he knew, as he punished her pussy with deep strokes that jostled her head and neck several inches up and back.

Diamond's peculiar climactic cries resumed, and this time, Junior coincided his orgasm with hers. He exploded inside her, holding her steady with the tight grip on her hair. Like a wild horse, he bucked his last few thrusts into her, halting only when her moans and grunts did.

Sliding his cock out, he scrutinized the sharp red welts now appearing on her ass. He'd never struck a woman that hard in his life, he recalled, sitting on the edge of the bed and rolling Diamond over to face him. There were tears in her eyes. "You okay?"

His cousin nodded back. "I don't think I've ever cum like in my whole, entire life." She sat up abruptly, wincing as her red cheek made contact with the comforter. With a baffled expression on her face, she stood up. Almost as an afterthought, she brought her head close to Junior's and pecked him on the cheek. "I'm fine. No, I'm more than fine. That was pretty intense." She said as she quietly made her way to the door. "Be right back, I gotta go freshen up. Maybe we'll do it again sometime."

Junior glanced down at the several scratches of broken skin on his thigh, and he thought, maybe we won't be doing it again, ever. He glanced over at Sheila, who lay all but forgotten on top of a couple of pillows, her head near the headboard end of the bed.

For a few moments, neither of them said a word.

Finally, Sheila spoke up. "I guess the party's over." She looked at him as if with disinterest. "So, I guess we'll see you around sometime."

"Why are you saying it like that? Like you don't want to see me again?"

"That's what guys do, isn't it?" Sheila briefly looked at him, but soon found something interesting to stare at on her fingernails. "They get what they want, and then they always leave."

"With most guys, I'd say yeah." Junior said, leaning over closer to the blonde, who stopped lollygagging and was now staring into his eyes. No way he was going to let this one slip through his fingers, even if Diamond ended up having a fit over it. "But I'm kind of in the market for a girlfriend right now. Are you interested?"

"Don't you think I'm too fat?" She asked, her eyes nervously darting away, as if Junior was just teasing her. "That's what my last boyfriend said."

"I think you're perfect." He replied, pausing for a long moment to stare at Sheila's massive bosom. "Well, maybe your tits are too big."

Sheila looked back at him sharply, but instead of seeing a taunting face, she found Junior grinning back at her. He reached out to grab her arm and rolled her off the pillows and on top of him. He kissed her, longingly and deeply, and at first she only returned hesitant pecks, as if it were all part of some illusion that would shatter at any moment.

Once she stopped worrying about her looks, her weight, her past, and the general state of the world, however, she gave in and went with the flow.

Their lips locked together, and as if some grave injustice had just been corrected, as if an invisible cloud of bliss had just descended upon the newfound lovers. Everything in the universe seemed right again.