My Cousin, My Fantasy

When I was sixteen years old my family took a trip from Virginia to New Jersey to visit my father’s brother and his family.  My father and his brother were never close, and I think I’d seen my Uncle Henry, Aunt Francesca, and their kids Jeanne, James, and Randy maybe twice in my entire life, the last time being when I was about nine.  Randy was my age, James was a year older, and Jeanne was the oldest, being three years older than me.  I wasn’t looking forward to the trip since I knew next to nothing about my first cousins, but the trip didn’t turn out too badly after all thanks to my cousin Jeanne (which is her real name, by the way, and the only real name in the story).  Her mother, Francesca, was first-generation American born Italian, and Jeanne had inherited Francesca’s Italian genes in spades.  She had grown from a scrawny little 12 year old girl into a dark-haired, slightly olive-skinned, voluptuous Italian beauty, and she’s the only thing that made the trip bearable.  We hit it off pretty good, her sparkling personality being overshadowed only by her dark, sensuous beauty.  I developed a serious crush on her in the short time period (3 days) that we were there, and I remember both the crush and her vividly to this day.

 I wish I could say that this tale of events between me and my first cousin Jeanne is true, but alas it’s not.  It’s purely fiction, a product of my own vivid imagination, and has been lurking in the back of my mind for quite some time now, waiting for the right time to see the light of day.

That time has finally come.

I don’t remember much about the drive up to my uncle’s house in New Jersey except that it was long, made all the more unbearable by my sister Candy who was being a pain in the ass, as always.  Everything always had to be Candy’s way, and if she didn’t get her way she’d bitch and complain about it constantly until my parents gave in and gave her what she wanted just to shut her up.  This trip was no exception, so me and my other sister Debbie were forced into hours of suffering in the back seat of our car, with Candy sitting in the middle.  Which she hated, by the way.  She hated to sit on the hump, and she bitched about it all the way from Virginia clear to New Jersey.  I was ready to kill her by the time we got to Fredericksburg, and that was only an hour into the trip.  If this was the way the trip was going to turn out, I thought to myself, it’s gonna be a long trip!

Once we arrived at my Uncle Henry’s house in the early evening and had been greeted at the driveway by him and my Aunt Francesca, we went inside where we were re-introduced to two of my three first cousins, James and Randy.  Jeanne, their older sister, was out on a date and wasn’t there.  She was 19 by this time and was attending the local community college, so she was still living at home and working part-time when she wasn’t going to school.  Her two brothers were still in high school as I was, and from the looks of things they were both bound for futures that involved shirts with either their name sewn over the pocket, or one with a number over it.  They were both first-class juvenile delinquent assholes, and I was absolutely miserable for the first night and most of the next day.  I never did see Jeanne that first day or for the majority of the next, since she was gone when I got there and got home after I went to bed; the next day she was gone to work by the time I got up.

By the time the early evening of the following day rolled around, I was ready to kill either myself or my two asshole cousins.  It was Saturday, and my uncle was insisting that all of us pile into the two cars and take a ride out to one of the bigger restaurants in that part of town and have a nice, big, New Jersey-style family dinner.  I wanted absolutely no part of it since it would mean sitting with my two asshole cousins, so I played that I wasn’t feeling good and convinced my parents to let me stay behind.  It took some doing and somewhere along the way I think my father got wise to my real reasons for not wanting to go, so he sided with me and told everyone to just “leave the boy alone, he’ll be fine!  He’s a big boy and can take care of himself!”  After Francesca showed me where the leftovers were in the refrigerator “in case you get hungry later,” they all trooped out the door and were gone.  Thank God, some peace and quiet!  I got myself a Pepsi out of the refrigerator, turned on the TV in the living room, and then sat on the couch to relax and watch some TV.

About ten minutes later I heard a car drive up, and my first thought was that it was the cousins from Hell coming back.  My fears were put to rest when the front door opened and my long-lost cousin Jeanne came breezing in.

She was an absolute goddess in blue jeans.  About five feet five inches tall with long, thick, flowing hair so dark brown it was almost black, beautiful deep brown eyes, a small, sculpted nose, full lips, and the most fantastic figure I’d ever seen in my short life.  She had a flat stomach and a narrow waist that flared out to womanly hips and shapely thighs that I could see clearly due to the skin-tight jeans she was wearing, but what caught my attention right away and nearly made me choke on my Pepsi was the sight of her bustline.  Her breasts were big, very big, full and round, straining against the material of her bra and the button-up shirt she was wearing tucked inside the waistband of her jeans.  The first two buttons of her shirt were undone and I could see about a mile of cleavage.  The effects on a certain part of my anatomy were nearly instantaneous.

“Hiya-hiya! You must be my long-lost cousin Ron!” she said, smiling broadly as she closed the door behind her.  I scrambled to my feet, working around a quickly-hardening cock which wasn’t making things any easier.

“And you must be my cousin Jeanne,” I said, trying hard not to show how flustered I was.  I walked towards the door and stuck my hand out for a handshake as I spoke, but Jeanne just smiled and laughed.  She held her hands up and backed up a step as she replied.

“No, no, no, let me shower first!  I’ve been at work all day and I stink!  Besides,” she said, still smiling at me, “after not having seen my first cousin for nearly what, seven years now, I think we both deserve a great, big hug, don’t you?”

“Okay, that works for me!” I replied, smiling back at her.

“You go sit back down and let me shower, and I’ll be right back!” she said, and then she turned and trotted up the stairs to her room.  I watched her go, being treated to a view of the most shapely and spectacular ass I’d ever seen twitching back and forth as she went up the stairs.

Things were definitely looking up, I thought to myself as I went back over to the couch and sat down, adjusting my now rock-hard erection so as to not snap it off in the process.  I sat back and tried to concentrate on the TV, but I couldn’t get the image of my first cousin out of my mind.  All I could think about was how I’d just love to see her naked, and I knew that I stood a snowball’s chance in Hell of that ever happening!  So I consoled myself with the thought that while my two sisters were putting up with the Cousins from Hell, I’d be spending the evening with my Italian goddess of a first cousin, Jeanne.  Yeah, things were definitely looking up!

About twenty minutes later, long after my sudden erection had faded away and things down there were back to normal, Jeanne finished with her shower and headed back down the stairs.  I turned to look and was stunned at what I saw.  Jeanne was wearing a large man’s V-neck white t-shirt that came down to mid-thigh, a pair of pink panties, pink fluffy slippers and nothing else.  Her large, heavy breasts jiggled and bounced freely inside the shirt as she came down the stairs, her nipples and large, dark areola clearly visible.  Her long, dark hair was loose and flowing down her back, having just been freshly washed and blown dry.  She stopped when she got to the bottom step, smiling and holding her arms out to me.

“Okay, so c’mere and give your cousin a nice big hug and a kiss!” she said.  I struggled to my feet, again working around a quickly-growing erection, and walked over to where she stood on the bottom step.
“It’s better if we’re close to the same height,” she said, still holding her arms out and smiling.  I stepped in and put my arms around her slim waist, and she threw her arms around me and pulled me close, hugging me tight and literally molding her shapely body against mine, pressing those big globes firmly into my chest.
“MMMMMM, that’s nice!” she said, talking over my shoulder.  She held me close for another few seconds and then loosened her grip, looking me in the eyes as she said, “And now for that kiss!”

It wasn’t what I expected at all.  By that time I was expecting a toe-curling, cock-hardening tongue-burner of a kiss, but instead she kissed me softly on the lips, letting her lips part naturally, holding my head in her hands as I rested my hands on her shapely hips.  Her lips were soft and warm, and I was in heaven.  The kiss lasted maybe two seconds, but to me it lasted an eternity.

It was the best kiss of my life.  Up to that point, anyway.

When the kiss ended she spoke softly, smiling, her eyes shining bright.  “Hiya-hiya, Cousin Ron!”

“Hiya-hiya yourself, Cousin Jeanne!”

“Let’s go sit on the couch and talk, okay?” she asked, stepping off the bottom step and taking my hand, leading me over to the couch.  We both sat down, with her turning to face me.  She tucked one leg under herself, giving me a clear view of her pink panties as she did so.  The dark mass of her thick pubic hair was slightly visible through the thin material.

“So, Cousin Ron, tell me all about yourself,” she said, putting her arm up on the back of the couch and propping her head up with it, still smiling at me. Her unfettered breasts swayed and bobbed with her every move, her nipples clearly visible beneath the fabric, and it was driving me absolutely fuckin’ crazy!  “It’s been so long since I’ve seen you!”

“You want the long version, or the short one?” I asked, smiling back at her.

“The short one, I think,” she replied.  “Just the basics; we don’t have much time.”

My brow furrowed at that because I didn’t know what she meant by not having much time, but only for a moment.  One look at her face and I was back on track.

“Okay, the short version: I’m sixteen years old now, a sophomore in high school, which, by the way, I can’t wait to get out of!  I’m on the JV football team this coming year and am looking forward to that; after high school I don’t know, I’ll think about that next year or so,” I said.  “Now it’s your turn.  Give me the short version of Cousin Jeanne!”

“Gladly!” she said, smiling as she dropped her hand down to her lap and sat straight up, thrusting those monster breasts out at me. I could now see about two miles of cleavage thanks to the large V-neck shirt she was wearing, and my cock was straining against the fabric of my jeans.

“I’m 19 years old, going to the local community college to get a head start on a full-time college, and am working part-time at a shoe store in the mall to have some spending money.  Daddy and Mommy said that I can live here as long as I want, but not to expect them to give me an allowance anymore since Mommy says I’m a big girl and can take care of myself,” she said.  “I like living here because it saves me tons of money by not having to rent a place to stay, but it has its disadvantages, like now.”  My brow furrowed again, but before I had a chance to say anything she scooted closer to me and then put her arm back up on the back of the couch, resting the side of her head against the palm of her hand again as she smiled at me.

“Got a girlfriend back in Virginia, Cousin Ron?” she asked, still smiling at me and driving me crazy with those breasts of hers.  I could swear the nipples were hard.

“Yeah, I do,” I replied, feeling slightly guilty at the thought of Gail back home while sitting on the couch with my vixen first cousin, drooling over her huge tits.  “You got a boyfriend here in New Jersey, Cousin Jeanne?”

“Nope, and I don’t want one, either!” she replied.  “So how serious is it, with your girlfriend I mean?”

“I dunno, she’s just my girlfriend, I guess,” I replied, not knowing what to say or where this whole thing was headed.  Jeanne then showed me exactly where it was headed, and how.

“Ever cheat on her?” she asked.

“No,” I said.  Jeanne then leaned in close and put her hands on my left thigh as she spoke softly, an impish smile on her lips as she leaned on my thigh.

“You want to?” she asked.

“Huh?” I said, totally surprised.

“Do you want to cheat on your girlfriend?” she explained, still leaning in close with those torpedo tits hanging down inside her shirt, giving me a really good view of them.

“W-what?” I stammered, my youth and inexperience showing. “You mean…with you?” I asked, stunned.  She was amused at my surprise and giggled before continuing.

“Of course, with me, silly!” she said, gently slapping my thigh with both hands, setting off a tsunami inside her shirt.  She was smiling broader and sexier than ever.  “Look, Cousin Ron, we don’t have a whole hell of a lot of time, so I’ll be blunt:  I want to fuck you.  I’ve wanted to fuck you ever since I walked in the front door and saw you sitting on the couch, and I know you’ve wanted to fuck me, too.  The bulge in your pants has been telling me that all night long!  So,” she said, getting up from the couch and then turning to sit on my lap sideways, her shapely ass settling down on my rigid cock as she put her arms around my neck, “Are we going to fuck or not?”

Before I could answer she pulled my head towards her and kissed me, and this one was the kiss I had been expecting before at the stairs.  Her soft lips pressed firmly against mine, her head moving slightly back and forth as her tongue snaked between my teeth to find mine.  Our tongues touched as she opened her mouth wider to deepen the kiss, and I did the same.  I put my arms around her and held her close as our tongues danced, my cock rock-hard and pressing against the firm, rounded globes of her ass.  She kissed me long and deep, and when she finally ended the kiss I was nearly breathless with desire.

“Well?” she asked in a low, breathy voice, looking deeply into my eyes with those incredibly dark and deep eyes of hers.

“Oh, yeah,” I replied in an equally low and breathless voice, “we’re gonna fuck!”

“Good,” she said in that breathy voice, then put a hand on the back of my head and pulled my head down to kiss me again.  Our lips met and our tongues danced again as I slid my left hand around and found her breasts.  I massaged and squeezed her right breast, feeling the nipple harden against my palm as I massaged the huge, heavy globe.  She moaned into my mouth and kissed me even harder, holding her arms tight around my neck as I pinched and pulled on her nipple through the material of her shirt.  She wiggled her hips a bit against the hard tube of my cock beneath her as I hefted her breast in my hand, marveling at its weight before squeezing it again.

“Oh my God, that feels good,” she said, breaking the kiss at last.  “I just love to have my big breasts squeezed and played with!” she said as I continued to massage and squeeze her breast.  “It makes me so hot!  Oh, yes, baby, squeeze it hard, just like that!  Mmmm, yes!  Pull my nipple, baby, pull it hard!  Oh my God, yessss!” she hissed as I pulled on her nipple.  She closed her eyes and tilted her head back slightly, enjoying the sensations I was causing.  I slipped my hand down and under her shirt, sliding it up her stomach back to her breast.  Her nipple was a hard little pebble against my palm as I lay my hand on her breast. Feeling her warm, soft breastflesh against the palm of my hand sent a thrill through me that I felt all the way down to my balls, and I squeezed her bare breast hard.  She writhed on my lap, pressing her butt down onto my hard cock as I lifted her heavy breast by the nipple.  She grabbed my head and pulled me down for another kiss, this one hotter, deeper, and more intense than any before it, moaning into my mouth as I continued to massage and squeeze her breast and nipple.

Then Jeanne broke off the kiss and sat back gasping for breath, her hands locked behind my neck, her eyes alight with an intense sexual fire so bright it was almost scary.  I released her breast and rested my hand on her hip, feeling the soft skin there and the material of the side of her pink panties.  She looked into my eyes for a few moments, mouth slightly open with one corner turned up in a sexy smile.

“Would you like to see my big boobs, Cousin Ron?” she asked

“I sure would, Cousin Jeanne,” I replied, smiling back at her.  My cock was so hard now it was almost painful, and it felt like it was going to burst at any moment from the pressure of the blood engorging it.

Jeanne slid her legs around and stood up, stepping away from me slightly, then turned to face me.  She looked down at me on the couch for a moment, that slight smile still on her lips.  I watched her huge breasts rise and fall with her breathing, the nipples hard little pebbles standing out proudly against the cotton of the t-shirt.  Then she grabbed the hem of the t-shirt and lifted it up and over her head, pulling the shirt off in one quick, fluid motion.  Her breasts bobbed and swayed with her motions as she dropped the shirt on the floor and stood there with her hands on her hips, looking at me and smiling as she stood topless before me clad only in her pink panties.

Her breasts were magnificent - big, heavy and full, slightly torpedo-shaped, standing out proudly from her chest with only a little sag.  Her nipples were dark and erect, each the size of a pencil eraser, standing out prominently from the center of two equally dark, saucer-sized areolas.  The left globe was slightly red from all the attention I had been giving it a few moments before. She slid her hands up her sides and cupped her breasts from beneath, holding them up for me and massaging them slightly.

“Have you ever seen a pair of boobs as big as mine, Cousin Ron?” she asked, still smiling that slight, sexy smile at me.  I was mesmerized by the massive globes in front of me, and my cock twitched hard when she started rolling and pinching her nipples between her two fingers.

“No, I haven’t,” I replied, “They’re the biggest boobs I’ve ever seen, and they’re fantastic!” I replied.

“And they’re sensitive, too – I can cum just by having them played with and the nipples sucked!  So now, Cousin Ron,” she said as she walked over to me and stepped onto the couch with her knees, one on either side of me so she was straddling me, her heavy breasts swaying back and forth as she moved, “it’s time for you to make me cum like that!”

She was standing on her knees on the couch facing me now, and I was looking up at her as she reached out and placed her hands on the back of my neck and head, then pulled my head forward to bury it between the mounds of her mammoth breasts.  She moved her elbows inward to push her breasts together, nearly engulfing my whole head in the process.  She giggled as she held me there for a few moments, nearly suffocating me in titflesh, until she finally released my head from her cleavage.  I reached up and grasped her breasts with both hands, squeezing them both hard, and she moaned as I held one breast up to my mouth and my lips found her nipple.  She drew a sharp, hissing breath as I sucked the nipple firmly into my mouth, then pulled on it by moving my head back.  Her hand went to the back of my head as I nibbled the hard nub with my teeth, keeping the suction up.

“Oh yes, baby, yessss!  That’s it, baby, that’s it!  Suck my nipple hard for me, make me cum!” she said, pressing my head against her breast.  I released the nipple from my mouth and switched sides, finding the nipple on her other breast and sucking it into my mouth.  She gasped as I did so, pushing her hips forward against my lower chest.  I moved from breast to breast, sucking and nibbling on each nipple in turn as I massaged and squeezed her breasts, and it wasn’t long before her arousal hit its peak.  She grabbed onto my head and pushed it into her breast as she climaxed.

“Oh my God, here it comes, baby, here it comes!  I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’M GONNA CUMMMMMMMM!!!!” she screamed as her orgasm hit, waves of pleasure washing over her body.  She held my head fast against her big breast as her orgasm shook her body, her hips pressing against me as she rode the tidal wave of pleasure rocking her very soul.  Just when I thought I’d pass out from lack of oxygen by my face being pushed into her tits she released me, falling forward and pushing me back against the couch as she collapsed against me.  Her orgasm was spent, and she lay against me with her head on my shoulder, gasping for breath, her big mounds pressing against my chest.  The musky, heavy scent of her arousal filled the room, fueling my own lust for my cousin, and I put my arms around her and held her to me.  She slipped her arms around my neck and hugged me back, lying there as she caught her breath.

After a few moments she sat up, sitting back on my thighs and resting her hands on her own thighs.  I couldn’t help but notice that the crotch of her panties was soaked with her pussy juices.

“Told you I could cum like that, and boy, did you make me cum!” she said, a broad smile on her face.  “And now it’s your turn; I’m gonna make you cum!” she said, reaching for my belt and unfastening it, never taking her eyes off mine.  She quickly had my belt unfastened and my jeans open, the bulge of my hard cock revealed beneath my underwear.  Then she slipped back on my thighs a little bit as she reached for the top of my underwear and pulled it down, setting my throbbing cock free at last.  She looked down at it and smiled, holding my underwear down with one hand while she wrapped the fingers of her other hand around my shaft and squeezed, slowly pumping it.  Her grip was firm and her hand felt wonderful wrapped around my throbbing shaft.

“Ooooooh, my!” she said, still looking down at my cock, “What a nice, big, thick, HARD cock you have, Cousin Ron!”  She looked up at me and smiled, slowly pumping my cock with her hand.  “I am SO gonna enjoy this!”  She looked back down just as a large bead of precum appeared at the tip of my cock, and she squeezed upward making it even bigger.  Without hesitation she slid further back on my thighs and leaned forward, pulling my cock out towards her as she bent over and licked the bead of precum from the tip.  I shuddered at the sensations running through the sensitive head, and she squeezed more precum from my shaft and licked it off again.  The she slipped her soft, full lips around the head of my cock and sucked on it, firmly but gently, all the while pumping the shaft with her hand to coax more and more precum from it.  She had the entire head of my cock in her soft, wet, sucking mouth, and began slowly sliding her mouth up and down.  She never took more than just the head of my cock in her mouth, steadily pumping the precum from me as she sucked on the head.  My hands were gripping the cushions of the couch as I held on, fighting the urge to blow my load in her mouth right then and there.  She must have sensed it because she stopped her ministrations, slipping my cockhead out of her mouth and sitting up, but not releasing my shaft from her grip.

“Not yet, cousin, not yet,” she purred, looking at me with hooded eyes, the scent of her arousal even stronger now.  “I’m not finished with you!”

She released my shaft and stood up, straddling my legs.  Then she bent over and began tugging at my jeans, pulling them down off my hips.  Her large breasts hung down from her chest, swaying back and forth as she moved, her long, dark hair hanging down and partially obscuring my view of them.  I lifted my hips to help her slide my jeans off and then quickly kicked off my tennis shoes, and she pulled both my jeans and my underwear down and off my legs in one motion.  My cock rested against my abdomen, swollen and throbbing, as she moved my knees apart and stepped between them.  She spread my thighs wide as she knelt down in front of me, sitting on her haunches with her arms on top of my thighs.  She smiled up at me with those deep, dark eyes of hers as she reached out and grasped my hard shaft with both hands, gripping it firmly.  She pulled it towards her until it was pointed straight up and began slowly pumping it, forcing more precum from the tip.  Then she shifted her gaze to my cock, watching as the bead of precum grew larger with each stroke of her hands on my cock.  She then took a finger and placed it on the tip of my cock, rubbing it around and spreading the slick fluid around and around the head of my cock.  My hips twitched as she did this, and she giggled with glee while she continued to run her fingertip over the head of my cock.  Her voice was low and sultry when she spoke.

“You like that, Cousin Ron?  Yeah, I see you do,” she said, her finger still moving.  “No one’s ever done that to you before, have they, Cousin Ron?”

“N-no…no, they haven’t,” I stammered.

“You mean your girlfriend doesn’t do this for you?”  I shook my head in reply, too caught up in the sensations racing through my cock for words.  “How sad, how very sad,” she said, looking at my cock as she pumped it more.  “I suppose she doesn’t suck your cock, either, does she, Cousin Ron?”

“A-a-are you k-kiddin’ m-me?” I stammered again, my hips bucking as she licked another drop of precum from my cock, still gripping it with her hand.  “I c-can hardly g-get her to t-t-touch me, m-much less give me a b-blowjob!”

“Well, not only will I give you a blowjob, my sweet cousin,” she said, standing up on her knees between my legs, wrapping both hands around my shaft and pumping it, pulling it inward between her big breasts, “I’ll give you the best blowjob of your life!  And when you cum, my dear Cousin Ron, when you cum…” she hesitated, looking me right in the eyes, “…when you cum, I’ll swallow every drop!”

Then she lowered her head and slipped her warm, soft lips around the head of my cock, sliding one hand down to grasp and massage my balls as she slowly sucked more and more of my length into her wet mouth.  She ran her tongue over and around the head of my cock as she sucked, gripping and tugging on my balls as she continued to work her way down.  Very shortly she had the entire length of my cock in her mouth, the head of my cock touching the back of her throat, and I was amazed to look down and see her nose buried in my pubic hair.  She swallowed around my cock twice in quick succession, and I jumped at the sensations.  I heard her stifle a giggle, then she swallowed again.  I jumped again, and she slipped my cock from her sucking mouth.  She looked up at me and smiled, then licked my cock slowly with the broad flat of her tongue from the base to the tip and back before speaking.

“Well, I guess I know what I’m gonna do when I’m ready for you to cum!” she said, “But not yet, not quite yet…” and then she bent her head down and slid her mouth over my cock again, sucking the shaft into her mouth once more.  She began sliding her mouth slowly up and down my length, always keeping the suction on it, squeezing and massaging my balls as she did so.  With my cock buried in her mouth and one hand on my aching balls, she slid the other hand up my chest and under my shirt to find my left nipple.  She flicked her fingertip over it and then took it between two fingers and pinched it, twisting it slightly as she did so.
An electric-like shock bolted through me at this, and I jumped harder than before.  Jeanne continued rubbing and pulling at my nipple as she sucked on my cock, every now and then pinching it and making me jump.  After a few minutes of this I was hanging on from cumming by a thread, and she knew it.  She grabbed my cock with one hand, the other still working at my nipple, and slipped my cock from her mouth.

“Are you ready to cum now, baby?” she asked in that low, breathy, sultry voice.  “Are you ready to cum in your cousin’s hot mouth and let me swallow it all?” she asked as she slowly pumped my glistening cock in her hand.  All I could do was look at her and nod.  She smiled that sexy smile again as she spoke once more.

“Then hang on, Cousin Ron, because I’m gonna make you cum hard!”

She lowered her head and slipped her lips over the head of my cock again, immediately taking the entire length into her wet, sucking mouth.  She swirled her tongue around the shaft and up over the head as she slowly slid her mouth up and down my throbbing cock, slipping her hand down to grip my balls as she pulled on my nipple.  She was sliding the entire length of my cock in and out of her mouth as she sucked on me, going up and down over and over again until I could feel the pressure building and the first twinges of an approaching orgasm deep in my balls.  She took my cock deep into her mouth, deeper than ever, the head just past the back of her throat, and then she slid her other hand up under my shirt and grabbed onto my other nipple.  I jumped as she pulled and pinched on both nipples hard, twisting and pulling on them, and when she began swallowing around my cock over and over again I lost it.  My orgasm hit hard and fast, my cock twitching in Jeanne’s hot, wet mouth and then erupting deep in her throat.  The cum exploded out of my balls, raced up my shaft and blasted out of my cock right into Jeanne’s swallowing mouth.  She never missed a beat, never hesitated, never flinched as stream after stream of hot, thick cum jetted from my pulsing, throbbing cock.  She just kept on swallowing, taking it all, pinching and pulling on my nipples, twisting them as my hips rose up from the couch as my back arched, the most intense orgasm of my life taking control of my body.  Then I heard her moaning around my cock buried in her mouth, and I realized from that and the increase in her scent in the air that she was cumming as well.  And through it all Jeanne never spilled a drop, but swallowed everything I could give her, and more.

Just when I thought my brains were going to come shooting out of the end of my dick the spasms slowed, my orgasm slowly ending, and the throbbing of my cock in my cousin’s mouth slowed.  My muscles relaxed and my hips fell back to the couch, and I lay there panting and gasping for breath.  One final spasm and the last bit of cum came out of my cock only to be immediately sucked down and swallowed.  Jeanne released my now-aching nipples and slid her hands down my body, wrapping one hand around my balls and the other around my shaft as she slowly slipped her mouth from around it, sucking all along the way.  She slipped her mouth from the head of my cock with a soft ‘pop,’ then licked along the underside.  She looked up at me past my cock and smiled.

“Wow, you came good!” she said, still slowly pumping my cock with her hand and rubbing my balls with the other.  “You hadn’t cum in a while, had you?” she asked.

“No,” I said between gasps for breath, “I hadn’t.  Been more than two weeks, actually,” I said.

“Now that’s a damned shame!  No, it’s a crime, really, with a cock like yours!” she said, dead serious.  “Your girlfriend is a fool, and she should be ashamed for wasting a cock like this!”

“Well, at least you know what to do with it,” I said, smiling back at her.  “I just can’t believe this is happening!”

“And it’s not over yet, sweetie,” she said.  “I’m not finished with you!”

“You’re not?” I asked, incredulous.

“No, I’m not,” she said.  She looked at my cock she was still stroking and then back at me and said, “I see you’re still hard.  Do you always stay hard like this after you’ve cum?”

“Only if it’s been awhile, like now,” I replied.

“Can you cum again?”

“Sure.”

“Excellent!” she said as she stood up, releasing my cock to slap against my stomach, her big breasts swaying as she stood.  “Because like I said, I’m not finished with you yet!” she said as she slipped her panties down over her hips and down her legs, stepping out of them and tossing them aside.  Her bush was full and thick but trimmed into a neat upside down “V” with her pussy lips being shaven smooth.  She put her hands on her hips and stood facing me, her huge breasts with their erect nipples and large, dark aerola standing out proudly as she looked down at me lying back on the couch.  My cock was still hard and getting harder at the sight of this olive-skinned, voluptuous, big-breasted vixen standing stark naked in front of me.

“I said I wanted to fuck you and I haven’t done that yet, so now I’m going to fuck you!”

And with that she walked over to me and stood on the couch on her knees again as she had done the first time, straddling me, this time with her naked pussy inches above my aching, straining cock.  She put her hands on the back of the couch on either side of my head and sat down, her pussy landing on my cock lengthwise.  Her pussy was already soaked from having cum twice, and her glistening outer lips immediately parted and slipped around the sides of my cock.  She slid her hips back and forth, rubbing her wet pussy along the underside of my cock, getting it slick with her juices.  I reached up and took both of her big, heavy breasts in my hands, gently kneading them and pulling on the nipples.

“Mmmmmm, that feels good!” she said, closing her eyes as she slid her pussy up and down the underside of my cock.  She opened her eyes and looked at me, then leaned forward and kissed me deep and long, rubbing her pussy along my cock as I squeezed her breasts in my hands.  Our tongues danced once more, and when we both could take it no longer she broke off the kiss and straightened up.

“I want to feel this big, hard cock inside my pussy, Ron,” she said, slowly slipping her pussy up and down the underside of my shaft.  “I want to feel it deep inside my pussy, filling me up, and then I want to feel you cum inside me!  I want to feel your cock pumping and throbbing inside me as you shoot your cum deep in my pussy!  Will you do that for me, Cousin Ron?  Will you fill my pussy up with your cum?”

“Yes, Cousin Jeanne, I will!” I said, pulling and tugging on her nipples.  If I didn’t get inside her pussy soon I was going to lose my mind!  My cock was aching for release, throbbing with desire, desire for Jeanne.
And then my wait was over as Jeanne lifted her hips up and grabbed my cock.  She pointed it at her pussy, rubbed the head up and down her slit once or twice, then placed the head against the opening of her wet pussy.  She slipped down just a little bit, just enough to hold it there while she put her hand back on the couch beside my head, and I could fee a slight sucking sensation as she tightened the opening of her pussy to keep it there.  Then with a long, soft moan she slid her pussy down onto my shaft, engulfing it all in one long, fluid stroke until I was buried balls-deep inside her.  Her head was back and her eyes were closed as she sat still on my cock buried deep inside her, and I could feel her pussy muscles moving around my shaft as they adjusted to being stretched by my cock filling her up.  She slid her hands down to my chest and lay her hands flat against my chest, palms over my nipples, then lowered her head and looked at me.

The look on her face was pure, intense desire, and without breaking her gaze with me she began to slowly ride me.  She slid up and down on my cock, bracing her hands on my chest as she moved, sliding up until just the head was trapped inside her opening and then just as slowly and deliberately sliding back down until her ass was pressed against my balls, my cock buried deep inside her tight pussy.  She settled into a steady, deliberate rhythm, fucking me in long, deep, delicious strokes.  Her pussy was incredibly hot, incredibly wet, and incredibly tight, and I knew that it wasn’t going to be very long before she was going to get her wish about my cock exploding inside her.

I had been grasping her breasts with both hands the entire time, and then I began to pull and pinch her hard nipples.  This caused her hips to twitch in a delicious front-to-back motion that made me twitch in turn.  I lifted her breasts up to my mouth with both hands and began sucking on the nipples, first one and then the other, as she continued to ride me.  She clamped her knees against the sides of my thighs as she rode me harder – not faster, but harder – and I sucked and pulled on her nipples even more.  She closed her eyes and tilted her head back, and I knew that she was getting ready to cum.  She sat down hard on my cock and then changed the motions of her hips, sliding front to back instead of up and down so that the head of my cock rubbed against her clit as we fucked.  I pulled on her nipples hard with both hands, and in turn she slid her hands under my shirt, latched onto both of my nipples with her fingers and pinched, then pulled just as hard.  I bucked beneath her in response, and she repeated the act with the same results.  Then she opened her eyes and looked down at me, and her voice was heavy and thick with lust.  Her eyes were hooded as she spoke, and the air was thick with the scent of her sex.

“I’m gonna cum all over your cock, baby,” she said, never stopping her movements.  “I’m gonna cum all over your cock and drench it with my sweet pussy juices, and I want you to cum with me…I want to feel your cock explode inside me, I want to feel it pumping and shooting inside my pussy, filling it up with your hot cum…cum with me, Ron cum with me!  Fill me up, and cum with me!”

Before I could respond she closed her eyes and moved her hips with more deliberation, and I knew she was about to cum.  I could feel her pussy gripping my cock, feel her muscles tightening and releasing, tightening and releasing around my hard shaft, trying to milk the cum from me.  I slipped my hands down her body, over her hips and around to her ass, gripping both full and firm cheeks of her ass in my hands.  I could feel her ass muscles clenching as she squeezed my cock with her pussy, and I felt the first twinges of my own orgasm fast approaching.

“Here it comes, baby, here it comes!  Can you feel it, baby, can you feel it?  Can you feel my pussy squeezing your cock, getting ready to cum all over your cock?” she asked, her breath coming in gasps, her hips moving on my cock.  She laid her hands flat on my chest for support, giving my now-aching nipples a rest.  I gripped her ass harder as she rode me harder.

“I’m gonna cum, Jeanne!” I gasped, feeling my balls tightening beneath her ass.

“Oh yes, baby, yes!  Cum inside me, fill me up!  I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum…ooohhhhh, baby, yes yes yes!” she cried, “Give it to me!  Give it to me NOW!”

And I did.  My hips bucked upwards as my cock exploded deep inside my cousin’s throbbing, squeezing pussy, shooting stream after stream of hot, thick cum inside her.

“Oh my God, yes, I can feel it pumping, I can feel it shooting inside my pussy, and I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna…I’m gonna…CUUUUMMMMMMM!!!!” She cried out as she came hard, her orgasm wracking her body with intense waves of pleasure, washing over her like a sensual, sexual tidal wave.  Her pussy clenched and fluttered around my spurting, shooting cock as she milked the cum from me, caught up in the throes of her own orgasm.  Her hips never stopped, always sliding along my cock as it spit stream after stream of cum inside her quivering pussy, slowing only when the throbbing of my cock inside her tunnel slowed.  As our mutual orgasms subsided her hips slowed until she slid down on my cock one final time, then settled her hips onto mine with my shaft slowly starring to soften inside her pussy.  We were both gasping for breath, my hands lying limp on the couch, she propped up with her hands on my chest, her head hanging down with her long, dark hair hanging down as well.  Her huge breasts swayed gently with her breathing, the nipples still hard and erect, slightly swollen from all of the pinching and pulling I’d done to them.  Then she slowly collapsed on top of me, her breasts mashed against my chest, her arms around my neck.  I put my arms around her and held her gently as we both caught our breath.  She kept my cock trapped inside her now-drenched pussy, occasionally giving it a squeeze with her talented inner muscles.  It finally got soft enough so that when she squeezed my cock it slipped out of her, releasing a small flood of my cum than ran out of her pussy and down over my balls.  It was then that she propped herself up and looked at me.
“All I can say is, ‘wow!’” she said, smiling.

“Same here,” I replied, smiling back at her.  “Wow!”

“Man, did you cum!” she said, sitting up on my hips, then lifting up and looking at the growing puddle of manjuice beneath us.  “You came a lot!”

“I know, I always cum big,” I said.

“So do I,” she said, “but not usually that big, or that many times!”

“Glad I could help you break some records,” I said, grinning up at her.  The sight of her big breasts covered with a fine sheen of sweat, and knowing what we had just done to put it there was causing a very slight stirring in my groin.  I guess she felt it, because she looked down quickly and then looked back up, a look of surprise on her face.

“You’re kidding!”  she said, amazed.  “Already?”

“I dunno,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.  “I guess so.  I mean, two in a row is the most I’ve ever done before, and this is only the second time for that.  But then, I wasn’t with someone like you, that’s for sure!”

“Hmmmm, I wonder…” she said, a sly grin crossing her face.  “I wonder how many times I could make you cum in one night?”

“There’s only one way to find out, I guess.  Think we’ll ever have the chance?” I asked.

“Where there’s a will, there’s a way, Cousin Ron!” she said, then she bent down and gave me a quick but deep, tongue-filled kiss before standing up.  “But right now we’ve gotta get ourselves – and the couch – cleaned up before everyone gets back!”

“Yeah, it wouldn’t be a good idea for our parents to know about this, would it?” I asked, suddenly worried about them finding out that I had just fucked the living crap out of my first cousin – or did she fuck the living crap out of me?

“I can keep a secret if you can, Cousin Ron!” she said, slipping into her pink panties and reaching for her shirt.  I was more than sorry to see those magnificent breasts about to be covered up, that’s for sure!

“Count on it, Cousin Jeanne!” I said, picking up my jeans from the floor.  Then Jeanne was gone up the stairs to her room, and I headed to the downstairs bathroom to wash the dried cum from my balls.  Ten minutes later we were both clean, dressed and downstairs; ten minutes after that we had managed to get the cum stain out of the couch and cover it with a throw until the wet spot dried.  Five minutes after that the rest of our families came back, trooping in the door to see us sitting on the couch watching TV, just as first cousins should do.

The rest of the evening was uneventful, with both of us acting as if nothing had happened – like we hadn’t spent the better part of the evening fucking our brains out on the couch.  When it came time for everyone to head for bed, Jeanne told everyone except me good-night and then headed for the stairs.  When she got to the bottom of the stairs she put one foot on the stair and then stopped, turned and looked at me over her shoulder.

“See you later, Cousin Ron,” she said, that sly smile on her face.  Then she trotted up the stairs to her room.

I certainly hope so! I thought to myself.