Then, she was between my legs. She moved up a foot or so. She bent down and blew along the girth of my cock. To my disbelief, it became even more engorged, so much so it was on the verge of being painful. Yet, it was a good kind of pain, one I could relish. I felt her nails once again, swirling about my kneecaps, flowing upward to my thighs, then to the more sensitive inner portions until she was making designs around my manhood. She did that for no more than ten heartbeats when I felt something warm and velvety surround to the tip of my cock. I gasped as she suddenly took me as far as she could, the head of my penis bumping into the back of her throat in less than a second.
My cousin had just throated me! It was all I could think. The thought exploded across my brain, my synapses flashing and firing to the very last. Katie, my beloved cousin, was making love to me with her mouth…!
I felt one her hands encircle me, at the base, and grip firmly. She salivated profusely, using her spit to lubricate her throat as she took me over and over at a steady pace. It seemed to mirror my heart as it thumped in my chest. Her tongue flicking to taste the very top of my scrotum every time she went down as far as could manage. Never before, had I felt such a wondrous sensation. No other girl I had ever been able to give me head like that - so thoroughly, so firmly and with such confidence. Even as I write this, I cannot help but feel a twinge at how good it felt to have her mouth and throat clenched around me. My cousin, my Katie, was giving me pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. My mouth watered. My taste-buds yearned suddenly, almost an ache, making me thirsty in a very special manner. A visual manifestation became something physical. Her, I had to have her, anywhere, in any way.
“Katie, I want to taste you,” I said a minute later, knowing if I didn’t break her rhythm soon, I was going to cum thunderously right down her throat.
She disengaged her mouth from me, but continued to stroke it from top to bottom.
“I still want you in my mouth, Eff. I love the way you cock fills me. I need it still… I want it,” she responded out of breath, gulping and heaving, the whole time her hand never leaving me. Not for an instant, did she stop rubbing her hand along my length.
“Flip around, so we can have each other,” I suggested and she immediately wheeled her around body, crab-walking on her hands and knees. In a few quick moves, our heads were opposite one another, our faces brushing against our most private parts.
Almost at once, she lowered her mouth back on my penis and took me to the hilt, and held it there. I groaned with pleasure inhaling, looking up to see her hairless pussy only inches from my nose. It was petite looking with small somewhat girl-like outer labia’s, no more than three and a half inches in length. It was perfectly smooth, devoid of hair. With her legs spread, the tension opened her up just as I had imagined earlier. I could see a pair of petal shaped inner lips protruding further than the outer ones, darker and soaked with juices - moisture driven out by desire, by licentious thoughts. She had a bulbous hood that should’ve concealed the button of her clitoris easily, but not on this night. Her clit was as engorged as my cock felt, looking like a plump blueberry, about to burst before my eyes. If ever was a girl ready to fuck, Katie was that night. Her pussy was like an inviting flower hovering above my face, bouncing lightly as she stroked my dick with her throat over and over again.
I came toward her, inhaling her scent, filling my lungs with the essence of her. She was fresh, clean, with an underlying musk that made my heart pound even harder, my blood course through my veins. I enclosed my lips over her clit and sucked gently.
From the lower portion of my body, she gagged on my penis, the sound muffled as her entire body shook in ecstasy. Her nails dug into my calves as she continued to shove her head all the way down, the head of my cock slamming onto her tonsils. Not once did she break rhythm, I moaned from deep in my throat, telling her without speaking, what she was doing felt so good.
Returning the favor, I began to flick my tongue from side-to-side as fast as I could over her exposed clit. Within seconds, she began to buck and shake from my efforts. I could feel the muscles in her legs tighten as the sensations were building within her. I encircled my arms about her hips, my hands clasping firmly into the flesh of her ass cheeks, as I pulled her to me. I held her fast against my mouth and my vibrating tongue.
She came up off of my penis, holding it vice-like in her hand. “Oh god, Eff, oh god, oh god, what the fuck are you doing…? I’m gonna cum on that tongue of yours! Oh, baby, don’t stop… just like that… just like… ah, fuck me with your mouth.” She was urgent, insistent, and wanton.
If there were any barriers between us, they shattered as if they had never existed.
Katie was mine and I was hers.
I brought my hands further down so I could open her further, from either side. I shifted my tongue from her clit and pushed within her as far as I could into the warm folds of her vagina. I swallowed all of the tangy, sweet juices that were flowing from her until hairs on my chin were drenched with them. I returned to her clit, shoving the tip of my nose into her pussy, so she could grind on it. Her smell filled my lungs. Her fragrance came into me when I breathed. I was taking her directly into me. I was inside of Katie in places at once. We had formed a circle of exchange that repeated again and again with every breath, with every thrust, with every swallow. I could feel the tension return. Just like a moment ago, I held her in place, forcing her to feel what I was giving her, making her stay mounted directly upon the center of pleasure I was giving her.
She groaned around my cock again and again, as she continued to give me head, while her hips gyrating against my mouth, my nose. Her ass was pressed against my forehead. I licked her clit with as much alacrity as I could manage.
“Eh-eh-eh-Eff,” she chanted the moment her mouth was free of my penis, “I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m, I’m…” Her inability to put a sentence together sent a thrill through my spine as I redoubled the speed of my tongue, knowing she was close. I felt her legs spasm as her feet curled up and around the back of my head, locking me to the lower portions of her body. I could feel her toes gripping on the skin of my scalp as we held each other. My tongue struck against her clit with the tiniest of touches, but with incredible speed. She was grinding in small thrusting circles like she was fucking, grunting spasmodically. She was still jacking me off as she did so. With the amount of delight streaking up and down her body, she couldn’t vocalize anything coherent, only monosyllabic tones. They poured from her again and again, at pace with every quick, furtive breath.
“Oh, oh, oh… ah, ah, ah, ah… So, so, so, so… fuck, fuck, fuck, fufufufufu!” She said it with each mash of her hips onto my head. My nose was so far inside her pussy I was forced to breath from my mouth. I could feel it bending within the fold of her body, knew that it was filling with her juices, but I didn’t care.
She sat up suddenly, her hands flat on each of my hips, so she could place her vagina directly on top of my tongue. Her movements increased, swirl after swirl after swirl, almost as fast as my tongue, over and over, faster and faster. Her nails dug into my thighs. Her breath was ragged and hoarse. She drove herself farther and farther on. I reached up and found one of her nipples and gave it a tiny pinch.
That was it, she shuddered convulsively above me and she literally gushed from the inside. I quickly shifted my face, so every single drop coming forth fell into my mouth. I drank my cousin, swallowed her, my stomach filled with her. She seemed to ache with release, her body, so tense, it felt like she would break as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. Her body physically swayed from the intensity. The entire time, she said only one thing over and over, filling my heart as she had filled my stomach.
“I love you, Estefan. I love you, Estefan. I love you, Estefan…”
I waited until her orgasm passed, almost, then I squirmed from beneath her, twisted around on the bed and push her gently down. She collapsed without any resistance whatsoever, her legs spayed before me. I could see her pussy glistening in the mo
onlight.
My cock, still dripping with her salvia and hard from her magnificent blowjob, took aim of its own volition and without warning I entered her in one swift, balls-deep thrust. Her orgasm exploded through her again. I feel her vaginal walls pulsate and grip around the entire length of me like a hundred tiny hands stroking me individually. I couldn’t help myself. I plunged into her moist center again, then again and again. She writhed underneath me, making so much noise I thought she would wake up everyone in the house. I increased my tempo, feeling like my cock had grown larger than it ever had been before. My balls slapped against her hard ass. My mind was on fire. My eyes were ablaze.
She raised her legs off the bed, giving me deeper access to her. My thrusts became wild, hard, every muscles in my body flexed with the strain. Within a minute, I erupted inside her, gout after gout of my warm cum bathing her cervix and uterus as she grabbed onto my ass with both hands. She held me in place as my dick continued to spew jet after jet of semen, more than I ever had before. It seemed like a minute before my balls finally stopped pumping into her, but I know it was much less.
Katie didn’t let me move until the very last twitch, biting her upper lip with such ferocity, she broke the skin. She matched every pulse of orgasmic euphoria bleeding from me.
Then she went limp, completely and utterly limp, panting as if she had just done the 50-yard dash¹.
I felt my mind finally come down from on high and relax. I looked down at her, my penis still hard, still inside her, I could feel every curve and ridge, and bump of her against the unyielding flesh of me. Even spent and loosened, she was still tight around me.
“I love you too, Katie,” I murmured, keeping myself upright, on my elbows.
She peered into my eyes. We stared at each other for a time - our breathing in counterpoint - our hearts interwoven as our bodies were intertwined. Her lips parted just a fraction of an inch. I heard it in my head, though she had said nothing aloud.
“Kiss me.”
I bent my head down and tasted her salty lips, sweetly sour with perspiration and a miniscule trace of blood. We kissed like lovers, deep and passionate. Her arms enfolded me in her embrace. She grabbed the back of my head with one hand and traced the other down to the small of my back. I slipped a hand of my own under her head, about the nape of her neck. I felt my fingers tangle in the roots of her hair. I stirred, my eyes fluttering as she tightened from within, her vagina clutching at my cock. Kegel! I thought, surprised. It was one of the strongest, I had ever felt in my life. She held onto me almost as vigorously as she had with her hand. She grinned underneath our kiss, liking the fact she had shocked me.
What a talent!
Now, I’m not certain if it was because I was young or because of the weed. I had smoked a couple of hours before - or a combination of the two. Despite the fact that I had busted a huge nut inside her, my erection hadn’t dissipated. Within moments of her gripping me in a vice, I pushed into her. Then, I withdrew slightly and pushed into her again. I broke the kiss as I felt the skin of my dick pulled back. The head, already sensitive from orgasm, rubbed along her inner walls and sent a shudder of pure pleasure up and down my body.
She tilted her head back. “Aaaaah, Effy, that feels fucking goooood!” When she looked back at me, I swear to god, her pupils were fully dilated as if she had taken a huge hit of bud and it had just hit her - full force. “Again,” she commanded and I obliged, pulling back and then inserting myself further into her pussy as she bore down simultaneously. “Aaaaaw my god, my love, I love it!” she cooed and again we rocked back and forth, proceeding to do so for long while. We were lost in the tiniest of friction between our bodies, our sex organs seemingly insane with hunger for one another, insatiable. They made us move, again and again, with an endless tempo, over and over, until it felt like we were somewhere between climax and spiritual awakening. Emotions washed from me and into her and back again, almost as though our minds had somehow reached a higher plane of awareness. We could feel what the other was feeling. Back and forth, in and out, her and me, warm and wet – again, again, again, again…
...I was becoming lost in her…
…and she…
…Pushed me with her hand and swiveled her hips expertly under me. In one swift motion, she rolled on top of me, her feet flat on the bed - our sexes still as one. A moment later, she was riding me, without pausing. The change in position was instantly confusing, then, a heartbeat later, became the most natural order of things. She was me and I was her. It was sex on an existential level. Every once and a while, as I watched her impale herself on my member, it had to be me feeling the cock inside. In a flash, I would feel a different sort of pressure and different kind of intent, as if I was searching for a new, a heretofore unknown sort of gratification I could barely understand. A startled shudder later, I would be me again. I would feel her warm pussy draping itself over me and every type of sensation that followed were ones I had experienced time and time again.
I held onto her knees, opening her more as she tightened herself and plunged me deep inside. I felt her ass cheeks slap onto my thighs for a split second until she flexed her quads, lifting herself off me. Up and up she would go, until I came within an inch of coming out of her. She would stop and reverse her motion, and repeat the entire act again.
Now, I’d been thoroughly fucked before, pounded and prodded into complete exhaustion and submission. Never, not one time, had there ever been a mental component attached to those sticky sessions in my past. What Katie and I did to each other that night was so incredibly eye opening I don’t think I’ve ever made love to a woman the same way again. I was changed after being with her. She opened a new world for me and me for her. It was so addictive we didn’t stop, we couldn’t stop. We had to continue. We had to go on.
She straddled me, froggy-style, until she could barely move, it felt like forever, but I know only fifteen minutes or so had passed. Then, she let herself fall onto her knees and rode me cowgirl, whipping her hips back and forth, as if she was trying to bend my penis at a forty-five degree angle. She only succeeded in sending another form of yumminess all over my body. She fucked me like this for how long? I don’t know. Her perky, big-nippled breasts swayed before me for a long, long time. At random intervals, I reached for them, massaging, kneading with both open and closed palms, loving the feel of them. At other times I would lean forward and take one of those succulent, erect protrusions into my mouth and suck hard. I would bite her, lightly, every once and made her squirm. Mostly, I watched them dance over me. The whole time, she fucked and fucked and fucked.
Sometime later, when even that tired her out, and she literally flopped onto the bed next to me totally spent, startling every now and again, as though she were catching a chill that wouldn’t go away.
I got up on my knees as she lay there on her tummy, her beautiful ass displayed before me. I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t resist her or those perfect buns. I lowered my face, spreading her ass with both hands and stuck out my tongue as far as it could go, feeling for her puckered sphincter. I tasted the pungent residue of our love making. It was mixed with the musky, aromatic juices of her now sweaty asshole. It was like eating a banana split with new tastes on my tongue with every slurp, every lick, and every suck. She arched her back giving me better access. I dove deeper into her ass, opening her delicate folds with my tongue, until I was gently fucking her with it. I licked her clean, slurping up every last drop of her juices, my juices – all of it. After a time, she arched some more, coming up on her knees slightly. I slipped a hand underneath her and inserted a thumb into her vagina, finding her g-spot. Almost immediately, I began to rub it back and forth. She cried out in enervated rapture, pushing back into my tongue and my finger as I penetrated her in two places at once.
“Este-fa-an-an-an, what are you doing to me? Yoo-oo-oo’re make-make-making me your fu-fu-fu-fuck-slut!” she said, panting as if she was running a marathon and had just hit the wall, “Aa-ah-ah, you fu-fu-fucken a
ss-asshole, I loooove it!”
I didn’t stop. I kept on. I pushed and rubbed, poking and feeling, my hands continuously massaging her flawless ass, spreading it wide open one minute, then crushing those round cheeks against my face the next. I couldn’t stop. I was wild for her ass. I licked it, bit it, and sucked so hard I left hickies, and still I had to have more… She was wiggling like mad under my ravishing of her rear end. I knew, once more, she riding the edge.
Then, she leaned back just a bit more and I moved quickly, the angle was perfect. I eased up behind her and inserted my cock into her pussy from behind.
She gasped loudly. “Estefan!” was the sound as I clasped both of her hips and brought her limp body back into mine, staying rigid. I made her pump into me. It didn’t take long. The idea of my tough, strong-willed cousin completely submissive and compliant was overwhelming. I made her pound into me and was so exciting, my cock swelled as large as it could. I began to hump back, bringing her hips into mine, faster and faster, harder and harder. All the while, she took it, the full length of my cock – over and over, until I was fucking her just about as fast as I could manage. Small feeble moans were coming from her, barely escaping her mouth and still I slammed my dick into her. It was glorious.
Then she spoke… “I am yours, Estefan, forever and ever, claim your prize…” Beyond that, she was reduced to inaudible squeals.
Within a minute, I came into her for the second time. Again, it was one massive blast after another massive blast of red-hot cum spewing into her. I felt my balls tightened into my body painfully. I knew she had completely drained me of semen.
We both flopped onto the bed, me still inside her, crushing her until I got a degree of control and was able to slide off her and onto the mussed bedspread.
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