5 comments/ 81526 views/ 8 favorites Friends: Cousin Cassie Ch. 01 By: Dudeman85 Author's Note: Cassie was played on Friends by the lovely Denise Richards. Just in case anyone forgot. I have ideas for two or three additional chapters, if people are interested in reading more of this short series. E-mail me and let me know. I especially like hearing from my female readers. :-) ------------------ Monica came in the door to their apartment and set her purse down on the counter. As she looked through the mail, she heard Chandler moaning "Oh yeaahhh" from the bedroom. She knew that moan. "Great," she thought, "Cassie is staying with us and Chandler can't even stop watching porn for just a few days." She hoped her cousin Cassie wasn't hearing him from the guest room. Monica didn't want her to be embarrassed. So, she strode to their bedroom to tell Chandler to turn off the video. Monica spoke quietly as she opened the door. "Chandler, Cassie's in the next room. You need to turn..." Her scolding was interrupted by the sight of Cassie on her knees blowing Chandler. "WHAT!?!?!" Monica screamed, shrilly. "Oh no. No, no, no... I'm sorry... please forgive me... please still marry me..." Chandler stammered, trying to pull his cock out of Cassie's mouth. But she had a grip on it, and continued sucking, as if Monica wasn't there. "CASSIE!" she shouted, "Stop that. He's my fiance... and you're my cousin." Cassie stood and addressed Monica as she continued stroking Chandler's cock. "So if I wasn't your cousin... we could keep going?" "No, Cassie, just... just let go of that," she replied, flustered, as she pointed to her boyfriend's dick. Cassie obeyed and sauntered to Monica. "But... if I wasn't your cousin... you wouldn't find me attractive? You wouldn't think I was hot?" She put her hands on Monica's arms and lightly traced her fingertips up and down one of them. Monica, for once, was at a loss for words. "No, well, yes... I mean... Cassie, you are a very attractive young lady, but..." "Because I found out last month that I'm adopted," she leaned in close, as she lied to Monica. Monica inhaled Cassie's sweet breath. "So I guess I'm not your cousin." The words came softly as she kissed Monica's open mouth. Monica hesitated, although she didn't stop Cassie or push her away. Then she gave in, and tasted the beautiful 25-year-old's mouth. Chandler stood there masturbating as he watched his hot fiancee and her even hotter "cousin" making out. They groped each other's breasts as their passion grew and Monica's tongue fought for dominance. Suddenly Cassie broke away from Monica and walked back to stand in front of Chandler. "So whadda ya say, Monica? Do you want me?" Cassie asked, facing her. Then she added, "I've never been with a married couple before." "Well, we're not married yet..." Chandler began to correct her. "Close enough," Monica interrupted him. She paused and looked at Cassie with a sober, lustful determination. "Show me her pussy." Cassie flashed a dazzling smile at her as Chandler reached around undid her white jeans. He eased them down her hips, and then pulled down the front of Cassie's panties, just enough to reveal her shaven charms to his future wife. Monica stepped to the couple and put her hand inside the lingerie, cupping Cassie's pussy in her palm. She felt it's softness with her hand, finding not a hint of stubble. "Everyone seems to like me bald, down there. Guys AND girls," Cassie winked. Monica showed her agreement by her ongoing touches, imagining what it would be like to lick the smooth cunt. "So, can I still call you, Cousin Monica? Are you still my cousin right now?" Cassie whispered with a nasty smile. "Close enough," Monica mumbled, as she leaned in. Monica kissed her again passionately. She fondled Cassie, with her own breast being groped by the girl. Chandler ran his hands through Monica's hair, and then down her body, wrapping his arms around these kissing cousins. He loved seeing Monica make out with a woman. He loved his little bisexual bride-to-be. Monica stopped the kiss, but only to catch a breath, and to momentarily control her desire. Cassie could tell Monica was struggling with wanting to pounce on her, right then. "Just one more little tease should do it," she thought. She looked down at Monica's chest. She wore a light purple T-shirt, that was fairly tight. Across the front was the number "88" in large grey letters. Flirtatiously, Cassie traced the numbers with her finger. Monica felt the slight fingertip pressure on her chest and breasts. "Gee... eighty-eight," Cassie said seductively, "Don't you think sixty-nine is a much better number?" Monica stared at her for a second, with raw lust burning in her eyes. She'd had enough of her cousin's toying with her. "All right, that's it," she pronounced. "Take her clothes off." Cassie smiled broadly as Chandler started pushing down her pants and underwear. Monica began pulling at her own T-shirt, but then abandoned the idea and went for Cassie's loose cotton top. She yanked it off, and quickly unclasped the front of Cassie's bra, groping her tits for the first time. Then with animal passion, she grabbed Cassie's head and planted a long hard kiss on her mouth, shoving her tongue past her lips. Chandler took this time to rip off his pants and was fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. Yet the moment the women broke their kiss, he started pulling up Monica's shirt, as Cassie unbuttoned her tight black pants. They had the raven-haired beauty down to white bra and panties, and seconds later, she was completely naked. Without a moment's hesitation, Monica pushed Cassie onto the bed, moved her to the middle. Cassie knelt upright and Monica straddled her. Cassie's face was chest level, and Monica guided it to her left breast. "Lick your cousin's tits, Cassie." Monica watched the gorgeous young woman lick her breasts. She enjoyed the slight tingling in her nipples, as the tongue traced round and round. Chandler, naked now, jumped up on the bed and stood above and behind Cassie, presenting his hard cock over her for his fiancee. He pushed it down with his fingertips and Monica's willing mouth took it in. Her hands, though, were quite occupied with rubbing Cassie's and her own pussy. He took Monica's head in his hands, and held it as he slowly face-fucked the beautiful woman. Her blue eyes told him not to hold anything back, from either her or Cassie. She moaned around his shaft. The actions of Chandler's cock, her fingers, and Cassie's mouth were all overwhelming. But all too soon her cousin's attention turned elsewhere. Cassie raised her head to lick the underside of Chandler's shaft. He paused his motions as his wife-to-be continued sucking on the head, and Cassie licked right next to Monica's mouth, brushing her lower lip with her tongue. Then she tilted her head all the way back. As it went between his legs, Chandler felt Cassie's tongue all over his sack. Her long brown hair brushed along the insides of his thighs and calves. He groaned, reveling in the oral pleasures these sexy cousins were giving him. Cassie was sucking on his balls, one by one, and Monica was bobbing rapidly on his cock, the way she knew he liked. The final pleasure came when Cassie reached up, finding his cock, and began stroking in time with Monica's mouth. "Oh my gaaawd..." he groaned. Sucking, licking, stroking. It was all more than Chandler could handle. "Ok," he panted, "you both have to stop now. Or I'm gonna cum really fast." "That's okay, Chandler," Cassie's voice came from below, barely pausing between licks. "Mmm hmm," Monica agreed with a full mouth. "No, I'm serious," he said, deeply regretting his need to stop. "Okay," Monica acquiesced, releasing his cock from her lips. "But you need to do something for us." Chandler stepped back, then knelt beside the women. "What do you want, Mon?" Monica's hands were between their legs and hidden somewhere beneath them, and Cassie's were running up and down her cousin's thighs. They stared into each other's eyes, breathing hard as Monica shared her masturbation with the angelic young woman. "Finger us," Monica directed, her gaze never leaving her cousin. Her hands came up, and brought Cassie into a close embrace. Chandler wrapped his arms around both women, and slid his hands under their butts. Cassie raised up slightly to let him in. Monica was quite ready, with her legs spread as she straddled her young partner. His fingers slid up into the women, as Monica held Cassie's mouth to her own and explored it with her tongue. Chandler slowly frigged them, listening and looking for signs that they wanted it deeper or faster. Monica's hands grasped the back of Cassie's head. She stared into her eyes. "Do you like having my new husband masturbate you, Cousin Cassie?" she asked, furthering their agreed-upon fantasy. "Mmmm, yes, Cousin Monica," Cassie replied, seductively. "Well, if you're nice to me, I might let him fuck you. Do you know what 'nice to me' means?" she taunted. Cassie nodded with a dirty smile. "Say it," Monica ordered. "Tell me what it means, Cassie. I want to hear you say it." Both girls were giving little moans and panting deeply from Chandler's attention. Their bodies heaved as one, rubbing against each other. Cassie began. "It means that I'll lick your tits again... and I'll suck your nipples..." Monica pulled back on her long brown hair, and towered over her, forcing her cousin to look up at her as Monica's lips hovered tantalizingly close. As her cousin went on, Monica placed strategic licks and kisses around Cassie's mouth. "I'll caress your body... mmm... your smooth skin. And, and I'll..." Cassie's tone was becoming much more nasty and slutty. "I'll flick my tongue on your hard clit... and I'll lick your pussy, oh fuck yes, I want to lick my cousin's pussy... and, and if you want me to, I'll shove my tongue up into your cunt... and I'll swirl it around inside you... mmmm... oh!... I'll do that if you want me to... I'll, I'll tongue fuck your pussy, Monica." Monica wasn't the only one aroused by Cassie's descriptions. Chandler's dick was rock hard, just from the sights and sounds. He continued fingering the beautiful women, biding his time until he could fuck them both. "Ohhh... mmm... he's got two fingers in me, Cassie. How many do you have?" "One," she simply panted. "Do you want one more?" Monica moaned. "Uh huh," Cassie whined. Chandler slid in another, following Monica's direction more than Cassie's permission. "And what do I get to do to you?" Monica panted, nearing her orgasm. Cassie replied as best she could, finding it quite hard to concentrate on forming words. "Whatever, whatever you want," she groaned. "Touch me, feel me... rub me... lick me... suck me, fondle me... fuck me... do anything, Monica... please... I know, I know I'll like anything you do to me... oh god, please... oh I'm gonna cum... oh I'm gonna... CUUUMMMMM...." Monica watched the look of ecstasy flood Cassie's face as she came. Chandler was frantically masturbating both pussies, wanting to prolong Cassie's climax, as he worked to bring Monica to orgasm. She released Cassie's hair and clutched her head to her shoulder, feeling hot breath and wetness as Cassie's tongue reflexively licked skin. Monica held their bodies tightly together, fighting to hold off her own orgasm just a little longer. But the sensations in her pussy, and feeling her cousin cumming in her arms, was more than Monica could resist. "UUHHHHHNNNNN," she groaned, mouth open, and face skyward. Monica felt little spasms hit her cousin, though she wasn't even trying to control her own shaking. Both women moaned loudly, as their bodies quivered together. Chandler fought the urge to kiss Monica, deciding to let her just enjoy the feeling of cumming with another woman. As Monica and Cassie came down, Chandler showed his impatience for more action. His hands left their pussies, and caressed their asses for a few moments. But then he stood, and presented his hard dick between their faces. Monica glanced up at him, smiling at his obvious hint. "I think my husband was getting a little lonely," she winked at Cassie. They put their puckered lips on either side of his shaft, and quickly coated it with saliva. Monica watched her cousin, at least as much of her as she could see above Chandler's shaft. She was aroused at sharing her fiance's dick with her cousin. Their dueling tongues licked and kissed all the soft skin they could find, from his pelvis to the tip. Chandler caressed their heads, enjoying his sexy double blow. "That's right, ladies... lick the 'Bing Thing'," he smiled, pleased with himself. Monica glanced up at him, her look mildly amused at his joke. He began rocking his hips, sliding his dick back and forth between the girls' mouths, as they lavished it with attention. Cassie slipped her hands between their intertwined bodies and played with her cousin's tits. Chandler rotated his hips slightly and pushed his dick into Monica's open mouth. Her tongue licked the bottom of the shaft, as the head repeatedly bulged out from her cheek. Cassie moistened her lips as she watched Monica's face erotically being fucked. Moments later, it was her turn, and the fleshy rod filled her mouth once again. Monica leaned in and licked the tip of her tongue around every point where her cousin's lips mated with her fiance's cock. She planted a sloppy kiss on the side of his shaft, before looking up at him. "Let's do her," she said with unmistakable lust in her voice. Monica began to separate her body from Cassie's. Chandler tried to pull out of his future cousin's mouth, but her head followed, keeping his dick within her sucking lips. "Lay back, Cassie," Monica ordered softly. Obediently, Cassie released her lip-grip and reclined, with her knees up and her legs spread. Chandler knelt between her feet, ready to enter her. Monica crawled around beside her cousin and swung a leg over, to straddle her head. "I wanna lick her pussy, first. Okay?" Monica asked her groom. "You got it, Mon," he smiled, as he kissed her. Monica had done this a number of times with Rachel and Phoebe. But the anticipation of a new pussy and a new tongue were enticing. Monica bent down and wrapped her hands around Cassie's open thighs. Cassie felt her cousin's long black hair brushing against her legs and abdomen. Warm breath across her cunt. Then soft lips encircling her protruding clit. Gentle sucking. The young woman moaned, breathing deeply the aroma of Monica's wet pussy. She brought her head up and began returning the favor. She felt her legs pushed further apart and a tongue joined that suckling mouth, as the engaged couple brought her double pleasure. She uttered a low groan, as her head fell back to the bed. "Ohhhhh, yesssss. I love that! Lick me, my married cousins!" she moaned, still playing to the loose fantasy. Monica released Cassie's clit and joined her fiance in tonguebathing her cousin's genitals. "Oh, yeah, yeah," was the response, as Cassie resumed her own licking. A few licks, and her head fell back again, her face contorted as she made noises of animal passion. "Help her, Chandler!" Monica whined quickly between licks, getting a little frustrated at the intermittent stimulation. Chandler moved to kneel above Cassie's head. He cradled it and gently brought her mouth up to Monica, holding it there. Cassie moaned in pleasure as she licked and sucked. "That's it, Cassie. Lick your cousin. Lick my bride's pretty pussy. Make her moan, Cassie. Listen to her moan. Listen to Monica as you lick her," Chandler intoned. Monica was indeed responding to Cassie's oral action. "Ohhh yeah," she groaned as she licked, her voice taking on a low, almost hoarse tone. She pushed her head down and buried her tongue into the pussy. Her hair veiled her head as Monica wagged her tongue deep inside her cousin. "Oh god yes!" Cassie groaned, then began tongue-fucking Monica, as she had promised, rapidly penetrating her cunt, again and again. "UHNnnn," Monica moaned, "Do it, Cassie! Do it!" Chandler had the perfect view to watch Cassie pleasure the Love of his life. He loved Monica's shapely ass, tight and shaven cunt, and sexy legs. And seeing another beautiful woman having sex with her was incredible. He looked down at their new partner. Cassie's long brown hair was laid out across his knees. He remembered earlier that day, watching her shake out her mane, almost as if in slow motion. As her head bobbled in it's oral activity, he felt her lustrous hair brushing on his cock. It twitched with the simple, sexy feeling. "Hell, why not?" he thought. Chandler moved to support Cassie's head with one hand resting on his knee. With the other, he wrapped her beautiful hair around his hard dick, and began to slowly masturbate. He watched his penis slide through the long soft locks. Feeling its silkiness as it rubbed against his skin. He didn't want to cum, but the softness and the sensuality of the act were quite arousing to him. He'd never thought it could be. But as he stroked himself with Cassie's hair and listened to the erotic feminine sounds in the room, he decided that he wanted to do this with Monica some time, too. "Maybe on our wedding night," he wondered. "Maybe this could be my little honeymoon treat. Monica lets me do all kinds of other stuff... why not this?" He listened to his fiance's sensual moans, and imagined sitting in a chair in the Honeymoon Suite. Monica sitting on the floor between his legs. Fingering her pussy, moaning. Long strands of shimmering black hair encasing his rod as he stroked it. Then, the moment she came, he would let go. Shot after shot of his sperm threading through his new bride's hair and running down her face. "Cum, Chandler," she would encourage, in her passion. "Cum in my hair... cum on my face... cum Chandler... oh Chandler... Chandler..." He was snapped back to reality by Monica's impassioned voice. "Oh Chandler... Chandler... Go in me... please, Chandler... now... do it now..." Chandler quickly eased Cassie's head back to the pillow. He caught her aroused little smile as he untangled his rod from her hair. Chandler moved forward and slowly pushed his cock into Monica's wet cunt. She threw her head back and groaned, "AWWwwhhh my gAWWWWd." Then she whimpered a few whines as she put her head back between her cousin's legs and Chandler began pumping her. Cassie cupped her lips around his sack, and applied suction, pulsing in time with his motions. As he did Monica at a moderate pace, he liked how his balls stayed in Cassie's mouth the whole time. Her little moans were muffled by his flesh. He especially enjoyed the flicking of her tongue on his natural bald spot, underneath his sack. Monica's dirty little cousin was quite the sex pot. "Oh yeah... oh yeah..." Monica moaned through clenched teeth. She had abandoned her licking and was now frantically molesting her cousin's pussy with two fingers. "Damn, I wish I had a dildo," she muttered to herself, as she swiped her tongue quickly across the clit below her. "Do it Chandler... fuck me... oh yeah... make me cum... make me cum, baby... make me... make me cum and I'll let you... let you fuck her, Chandler." Hearing Monica's promise, Cassie's mouth moved from Chandler's balls, back to her cousin's clit. She licked and licked, both her clit and his shaft, watching the hard rod slide in and out. She wanted that dick inside her, and she was more than willing to do her part to make Monica cum. Monica's eyes were closed as she willed her orgasm closer. She focused on the tongue and cock that were intent on pleasuring her. That wonderful feeling of being filled. The rubbing on her pussy lips. The wet, sloppy licking of her clit. Her rapid hand motions showed to a stop, though her fingers stayed in Cassie. Her thumb, almost with a mind of its own, began slowly rubbing her cousin's clit. Friends: Cousin Cassie Ch. 01 "Ohhh... mmm... oh yes... ohhh yes... lick me, Cassie... mmm... fuck me, Chandler... oh... ohhh... do it... more... more... I'm so close... so... close... mooOOOORRRREEE... I'M CUUUUHHHHHNNNN... UHHHHHHNNNN.... UHHHHHNNN... ohhhh.... oh yes, oh yes, oh yes...." Chandler loved how vocal Monica could be during sex, and Cassie was quickly learning to appreciate this too. Monica clutched Cassie's legs, pressing her shoulders hard against her thighs. The large diamond of her engagement ring pressed deeply into her cousin's flesh. Her eyes were closed tightly, as her orgasm raged through her body. "...fuck me, lick me, fuck me, lick me... ohhhh... oh!... OH!... YESSS!... OHHHH.... ohhhh..." Monica gasped for air as her orgasm finally passed. "You can... pull out... Chandler..." She rolled off Cassie and onto her side. The exhausted woman rested her head on Cassie's soft thigh, her eyes barely open. "So can I have Cousin Chandler's thing, now?" Cassie asked as she reached up and slowly stroked it. "Fine by me," Monica panted, recovering from her delirium, "I got mine." Chandler crawled around between the young woman's legs. Monica's slender fingers gently rubbed her cousin's clit, as her fiance slid in. Cassie gave a contented purr. Monica watched from her close vantage-point, as her man's shaft moved in and out. Cassie's wetness made it glisten. "Cassie has such a nice little pussy..." Monica said softly, encouraging her husband-to-be with a sexy tone. "Does she feel good?" "Oh yeah," Chandler groaned. Monica's voice took on a dirtier edge. "Is she nice and tight? And wet? And hot? Do you like fucking her?" The only answers were the couple's joined moans. But those sounds clearly said "yes." Monica licked her fingertips, and began rubbing Cassie's clit a bit faster, with more pressure. "Fuck her, my husband... fuck my cousin... fuck her tight little pussy and make her cum." Cassie's moans were taking on a pleading lilt. Chandler leaned forward, resting on his extended arms, and pounded down and into her. Monica moved her head out of his way, and went to kneel by Cassie. She brushed strands of hair from her cousin's face and kissed her cheeks and lips. "He's so good, isn't he?" Monica asked quietly. Cassie nodded, as best she could. "Let him bring you..." Monica guided, "Let him make you cum." "Please, Chandler, make me cum," Cassie begged. He was banging her hard and fast, huffing like a steam engine. The gorgeous babe had a look of near-euphoria as she hung right on the edge of climax. Then suddenly, she came, moaning and tossing her head from side to side. As she climaxed, Monica moved above her thrashing head, her knees spanning Cassie's shoulders. She saw the look on Chandler's face and knew it well. He was very close and he put his head down for the final few thrusts. Monica put out her hand onto his shoulder. He looked up. "Don't cum in her." Monica's expression held a sensual demand. Not because of jealousy, but because she wanted to do one more thing. Chandler slowed his pace, and pulled out. "Come up here, k?" Monica said as she took his hand. Chandler moved up to straddle Cassie's torso. He felt her breasts against his ass. Monica scooted even further in, resting her pussy against her cousin's head and feeling the soft hair brushing against her clit. She reached out and took hold of Chandler's hard dick. "I'm gonna jack you and watch you spurt alllll over her face, baby," she said with a devious smirk. "Okay with you, Cassie?" With Monica stroking him, even as she asked the question, Chandler got the distinct impression that the answer didn't matter anyway. But nonetheless, Cassie voiced her agreement, still enjoying her afterglow. Monica took a reverse grip, so she could point him downward, and stroked him the way she had found most stimulating for him. "You like cumming on a woman's face, don't you Chandler? You like watching it shoot out... and go all over her cheeks... and lips... and chin... and forehead... I KNOW you like cumming on my face, and I bet you want to cum on Cassie's face, too. Don't you? You want to cum on my sexy cousin. Cum for me, baby... cum for her... cum for Cassie." Cassie waited with closed eyes. When she first found out she would be staying with Monica and Chandler, she fantasized about being a fuck toy for her cousin and her fiance. And now, at the end of their tryst, it had been everything she had wanted. She licked her lips in anticipation. "That's it, baby... you can do it..." she heard her cousin encourage as she continued her hand-job. Chandler's entire body was tense, and his stomach heaved in fast, though spaced, spasms. Monica was jacking him rapidly now. "Cum, Chandler... that's it... almost there... cum, baby..." "AAAUUUGGGHHHH!" he groaned as his load fired out. It splatted into Monica's trimmed strip of hair, and trailed down Cassie's forehead and nose. Monica continued milking him, and drew out spurt after spurt, covering her checks, her lips, and drizzling down her chin and neck. As Chandler neared the end, Monica quickly scooted back and bend down. She took him in her mouth and sucked out the last few drops. Cassie was already licking his cum into her mouth, and Monica joined her. The pair kissed deeply, tasting his jizz. Then Monica used her fingers to take dabs of cum and bring it alternately to their mouths, like a nasty delicacy. Chandler collapsed onto the bed, and the girls took up places on either side. As the trio cuddled, Monica had a realization. "Oh, DAMN! I told Ross you'd be staying at his place after today. Damn it! Now we can't do this again." "Well," Cassie offered, "I'm here for a few more days. Maybe I can sneak over some day. And I'll come back into the city in a few weeks, too." "Okay," Monica replied, trying to get over her disappointment. "But you better stay with us after Chandler and I get married." "And speaking of Ross, which I always like to do when I'm lying in bed naked," Chandler said sarcastically, "Aren't you meeting him at his apartment in, like 15 minutes?" Cassie looked at the clock. "Oh you're right. I should take a quick shower first, though. He'd probably wonder, if I came over with cum still on my face." "Oh! OKAY! And I'll help you finish packing! I mean, you know, since you HAVE to go." Monica could never hide her excitement to organize someone or something. Cassie showered. Monica packed. And Chandler pretty much laid there, stroking his dick to get hard again, hoping that Monica soon would be in the mood again. Cassie quickly dressed and kisses were shared between the three. Chandler took Monica back into the bedroom, and Cassie left for Ross' apartment, smiling and thinking about the next half of her "cousin fantasy." Friends: Cousin Cassie Ch. 02 Author's Note: Again, I apologize for how long it's taken for the next story. Sadly, there's not much time to write these days. But thank you to my readers for your patience and encouragement to continue writing. It's very appreciated. * Ross and Cassie sat in his apartment watching a movie. A bowl of popcorn sat in his lap, and he held a wine glass, which his cousin was refilling. Tortured thoughts played in his head. "She's your cousin. She's your cousin! If she knew what was going on in your head she'd think you were sick!" Cassie reached over and took some popcorn from the bowl, so close to his crotch. "Or would she?" A slight smile crossed his lips as he reconsidered his assumption. The voice in his head went on. "Let's back up a second. She was the one who suggested opening a bottle of wine. She was the one who turned down the lights. She was the one that wanted to rent Logan's Run, the sexiest movie ever." Cassie grabbed the blanket from behind him, giving him a silent sultry look. "Oh, I know that look," his mind decided. "Forget it. I want it. She wants it. I'm going in." He leaned in quickly to kiss her. Cassie fluidly slipped back from him, evading his lips. "Hey! What the hell are you doing?!" she said with faux indignation. She wasn't about to let him have her with just a kiss. If she wanted him to truly throw caution to the wind, and forget about anything being "wrong", she needed to keep him off-balance for a little while longer. They sat upright again. She successfully kept an angry look, as she stared at him. Ross' thoughts stammered for the right response. "Say something clever!... Okay, doesn't have to be clever, it just has to be words. Say some words... Any words will do... Omigod! This is the longest that anyone has not talked ever!... There is nothing you can say to make this worse!! So just say something!!..." He hesitantly broke the silence. "I, I... I, uh, haven't had sex in a very long time." Cassie's look softened somewhat. "Ross, you know I'm your cousin, right?" "Yes," he said, very embarrassed, not wanting to make eye-contact. "And you know that us having sex would be wrong, right?" "Uh huh," he quietly admitted. She turned back to watching the video. Cassie dipped her hand into the bowl again. "REALLY wrong..." "Uh huh..." he agreed, nervously munching. She retrieved more popcorn. "No matter how good it would be..." "Uh..." Cassie's hand went back toward the bowl. As their eyes were locked on the TV screen, her hand "missed" the bowl and slipped behind it. The back of her fingers brushed against the soft bulge in Ross' pants. "Oops," she said, before slowly pulling it out and grabbing from the bowl. "OOPS?!?" his mind questioned. "How could she mean 'oops'? She totally meant to do that! Oh god, did she mean to do that? Wait a minute, she just got mad when I... I thought she didn't... But she had to have done that on purpose. No one just 'misses' a popcorn bowl..." The movie played on, and Cassie smiled to herself, perceiving the desire and confusion she had built in Ross. "How long?" she asked, interrupting his thoughts. "Um, what?" "How long since you've had sex?" "Uh.." He blinked hard, trying to clear his head, uncertain that he had heard her correctly. "Well... months." "Wow," she replied with just enough sympathy to pique his interest. "That's a long time..." They sat in silence. Ross, trying to figure out just what his cousin was thinking. And Cassie, still trying to fight that little smile. It seemed like forever, that she allowed him to struggle. Just when she sensed that he had pushed aside the possibilities, Cassie set down her glass of wine. She lithely moved across the couch and straddled Ross' hips. Her tight jeans rubbed against the grey cotton of his pants. Light brown hair hung in waves, framing her face, and cascading down her chest. The bowl of popcorn that sat in Ross' lap, now was nestled between their legs. She slipped her hands beneath the bowl, rubbing against his thighs and crotch. "Popcorn?" she offered with a mixture of seduction and innocence. Ross could only shake his head in a daze. Wordlessly, she removed the bowl, and placed it on the coffee table behind her. Ross took this time to steal a glance. She was wearing a red, long sleeve top. It had a low v-neck, and as she stretched backwards to dispose of the popcorn bowl, his eyes ran to the bare tanned skin showing inside the V. Then his sight went to her pert breasts, standing out beneath her shirt. As she turned back, his eyes immediately moved to her face. He didn't know why... they were in a very compromising position... one that she was creating. But still, he was almost afraid of being caught looking at his cousin's chest. Cassie had seen his "change of view" out of the corner of her eye. She knew she had him. She placed her forearms on the back of the couch, behind his head. Crossing her wrists, she trapped his head, and settled her body closer to his. Ross looked up at her, staring into those beautiful eyes. But more than that, he found himself fixated on her lips. Full... luscious... pouty... They looked so soft. He wanted so much to kiss them... to find out just how soft they were. And... and more than just kissing them, he wanted to... "No, no," his mind chastised, recalling her angry look of a few minutes before. "Let's have none of that here. You don't even know what she REALLY has in mind. Besides... she IS your cousin... and that would be..." The thought was never finished. It trailed off in his mind as Cassie leaned in, and placed her lips barely against his. Without thinking, Ross kissed... and he felt her respond. One simple, passionate kiss. Cassie moved back a bit, and took the wine glass that still was clutched in his hand. She touched it to his lips, serving him a sip. Then, staring into his eyes, she silently drank from it. The goblet was set beside its mate, and Cassie leaned in for another kiss; drinking as deeply from Ross' mouth as she had from his glass. Ross couldn't believe that his young cousin was seducing him. Secretly, he wanted it to be so... and part of him was afraid that it was all just a dream. Her lips were as soft as he had imagined. He felt arousal growing in his pants and he pictured those pillowy lips cradling his... "No, wait!" his mind protested. "Should we really be... should we... should... oh... oh god, this is so good." Cassie held his head in her hands, kissing him with more and more zeal. At first, Ross' arms hung limp at his sides, not wanting to reveal too much of his lust for his cousin. But slowly, under the coaxing of Cassie's kisses, he moved them up, to rest on her ass. Her tight ass... her tight ass in tight jeans. Ross remembered how good she looked, when they picked out a movie at the video store that evening. Though he tried not to, his gaze rested more than once on her cute butt, as she walked away or stood down the aisle from him. Their tongues began to play against each other, as Ross's hands started to caress Cassie's ass. It felt so firm and tight in the denim. Her body strained underneath it; in Ross' mind, begging to be released. Cassie broke their second kiss, and leaned in to whisper in his ear. Her voice and her words sent an erotic chill down his spine. "What do you want to do about this, Ross?" From their shared position, he had no option but to look down her shirt. Sexy breasts hanging there in her cloth bra. Taunting him by almost showing her nipples. Could he really say? How could he not say? Here was his beautiful cousin, on top of him... kissing him... maybe wanting this as much as him. Her next whisper fixed his answer. "Do you want to do it?" "You have no idea how much," he replied quietly, trying to control the emotion and lust in his voice. Cassie began kissing and suckling his earlobe. Ross' eyes rolled back in his head, still in disbelief. "Do you want me to suck you?" she hummed in his ear. He could only stammer, hoping she meant more than just his earlobe. Then, her words ended any doubt. "Do you want to put your hard cock in my mouth?" "Yes, please," he whimpered, as if giving up the fight against his urges. But she wasn't about to let him go that easily. She didn't want him to give in to her. She wanted to provoke him to take her. "Want to hear a secret, first?" Her breath blew across his ear. "I don't know," came his hesitant whine. "I fucked Monica this morning... and her fiance too... The three of us did it in their bed." Ross' mind nearly exploded as it dwelled on those words. With a blaze of vigor, he reached between their bodies and unzipped his grey pants, taking out his now-rock-hard cock. Then, quite unceremoniously, he pushed Cassie to the floor between his legs. Holding his rod in one hand, he grasped her head and pulled her inward, directing her mouth to surround his cock. Her head began slowly moving up and down, teasing him with the lazy pace. Clearly, she was enjoying her nasty snack. She had subtly enticed him earlier that day, as he watched her eat a hot dog. Slowly pushing that long sausage into her mouth. Wrapping her lips around it. Ultimately, Cassie wanted to make him desire to put HIS wiener in her mouth. And now, all the aspects of her dirty little plan had come together. The hot dog; her tight jeans; renting the geekily-sexy video; the wine; dipping her hand into the popcorn bowl in his lap; every subtle little thing. And by this point, taking it slow, like she was doing, was nothing Ross had in mind. "Deeper, deeper," he mumbled, as he grabbed behind her head with both hands and, pressing his shoulders into the leather couch, he arched his back, thrusting up into Cassie's mouth. She felt his dick go to the back of her throat, again and again. She controlled her gag reflex, knowing that this was helping to make her cousin even more lustful and aroused. "Suck it good and hard," he ordered with a groan, as his hips settled down and he allowed Cassie to take over. Obediently, Cassie pleasured Ross. Her head bobbed up and down. With each downward stroke of her mouth, she pushed his dick to the back of her throat. The wet sounds of her sloppy blowjob drowned out Logan's Run, still playing in the background. Her saliva ran down his shaft and matted the hair at its base. "DAMN, Cassie!" he said incredulously. This stunning woman blowing his cock was the same cute little teeny-bopper that he'd had a crush on, several years before. She looked up at him, her eyes giving him the smile that her occupied lips could not. "You are so sexy! So... HOT!" Cassie's head paused momentarily to give her time to reply between licks. "Sure... 'Hot'... 'Sexy'... 'Slut'... 'Cocksucking Whore'... Whatever works." She giggled. "Are we... are we really going to do this?" he asked, uncertain if he wanted to hear the answer. "Well," she said as she knelt upright between his legs and stroked him with both hands. "I've had your DICK in my mouth... so why not in my cooch? Do you want that, Ross? Do you want to shove this big dick inside me? Huh? Do you want to FUCK me? Good and hard? Do ya? D'ya wanna bang me and make me scream for more?" Within moments, Ross was on his feet, ready to fuck his hot cousin senseless. But as he stood, Cassie saw his dick coming up at her and instinctively opened her mouth to snatch it in. Ross' burst of activity paused when he realized their new position. She looked up at him, luscious lips wrapped around his head, simply waiting for him to... Ross took her head in his hands and began fucking Cassie's mouth, none too slowly. Her moaned encouragement spurred him on to use her mouth however it felt good to him. "Suck it, you little cocksucking whore," he said, latching onto her suggested nick-name. "Mmmh hmmm... Mmmh hmmm..." Cassie moaned as she knelt, letting her cousin face-fuck her. "You like that, don't you, Cassie? You like having me screw your mouth, huh?" "MMM HMMmmm," she gave hearty agreement, trying to let him know that anything he wanted to do was okay with her. Ross got the message. "That's 'cuz your a little cocksucking slut whore!" He bent over her, resting his stomach on the crown of her head and wrapping his forearms behind it. He trapped her head in place and bucked his hips forward, over and over. Cassie's muffled agreement begged for more. But soon Ross slowed, not wanting to cum too quickly. He reached down and felt the tight blue denim that stretched across her ass. Everything about this woman was desirable. Ross straightened up and ran his fingers through her long wavy hair, before clutching her head and slowly pushing further into her mouth. Cassie opened her throat, allowing Ross to make her deep-throat him. Her nose bumped against his pelvis as he made repeated small thrusts inside her mouth. She didn't know if he planned on cumming down her throat, or not. But even if he did, she knew she'd be able to get him up again so he could fuck her. But right then, Ross realized he wanted more than just head, and he pulled his cock out of her mouth. As soon as Cassie realized what he was doing, she lunged forward to give a long hard suck for the full distance of his passing prick. His head separated from her lips with a loud smooch. Ross helped Cassie to her feet and turned her to face the couch. Standing behind her, he unbuttoned her blue jeans, pulled the zipper down, and shoved them to her knees. Quite abruptly, Ross pushed her onto the couch. Her breasts rested on the padded back. He looked down at the thin blue string that stretched across her lower body, forming a T above her butt with a similar tiny cord that went down between her cheeks. His hands traveled the gauzy fabric of her top, downward to grope and caress her ass. He pulled her thong down to meet her pants. Without any hesitation, Ross reached under her from behind and fondled her crotch. "Omigod," he breathed as he realized she was completely bald. "You like that?" she said seductively. "I did that this morning... just for you." It was only partly true, but who really cared at that point. Ross rubbed her pussy, noticing that she wasn't quite wet enough. Retracting his hand, he spat on his palm and rubbed the liquid all over her pussy lips. "Ooo, you nasty fucker," she taunted. "Are you getting me ready to take you?" "Damn right," he answered as he knelt on the couch and sidled up behind her, pushing his own pants down to his knees. "I'm gonna fuck you like the little slut you are." Her bare ass rested against his abdomen. His dick flinched against the full length of her wet slit. "Yeah, baby, I need it like that. Do me hard, you fuckin' bastard." Ross couldn't believe the exchanges, verbal and otherwise, between him and Cassie. He had always thought of her as a naive young lady; beautiful, but completely oblivious of her sexual attraction. But now it was clear that his young cousin had blossomed into a woman who knew her full erotic charms and was more than willing to use them. He backed up slightly, and reached down to put the head of his cock at Cassie's entrance. He pushed in slightly, to penetrate her, then put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her back onto himself. "Yeah, fuck me, Ross!" she groaned as she was impaled on his shaft. As soon as his cock was ball-deep in his hot cousin, Ross pulled back and started to thrust up into her. His hands gripped her shoulders firmly as he launched the assault that Cassie wanted. "Oh fuck, yeah," she moaned. "Bang me hard... fuckin' bang me hard! OH yeah... OH yeah... UH!... UH!..." Cassie's arms and chin rested on the back of the couch. She felt Ross' hands leave her shoulders and slip up underneath her shirt. The fabric stretched away from her torso, as his fingers found their way to her breasts. She loved the feeling of her body being explored. She loved the feeling of a cock ramming into her, pushing a grunted exhale from her lungs with every thrust. "UH!... UH!... FUCKme...FUCKme..." she intoned. The cloth of her bra complied with his touch as Ross squeezed her smallish tits. They felt about like Rachel's and he quickly assessed that Cassie must be a bit more than a size B. He pulled the cups down and pawed her now-bare nipples. Cassie looked over her shoulder, trying to make eye-contact with her cousin and partner. "Do you want to take this to your bedroom?" she offered. "That way you can strip me... and then... and then you can bang me REAL good." Ross paused his action, pondering whether to finish fucking Cassie right there, or to move to the bedroom and risk Cassie changing her mind. But as he looked into her eyes, they both knew that this was going to happen, no matter what room they were in. He pulled out and Cassie got off the couch, yanking up her thong and jeans. For the first time, she noticed that their vigorous sex had caused one of her cork-heeled platform shoes to fall off her foot. "Damn, Ross," she teased, "you fucked the shoes right off me." They shared a laugh, and Ross was captured by Cassie's heart-stopping smile. He took her hand, wanting to lead her quickly to his bed. Cassie stopped, and Ross turned to see her down the last of her wine. Then she kicked off the other shoe, and followed him. They reached the bedroom, and Cassie spoke first. "So are you gonna strip your little cousin?" she asked seductively. "Oh hell, yeah," Ross replied, as he grabbed for the bottom of her red gauze top. Cassie reached up to the ceiling as Ross peeled it off her body. She began to lower her arms, but Ross took them and pushed them back up. "You just, just keep those up there, young lady." Cassie gave him a dirty smile as he caressed the skin of her chest. Her flowing light brown hair covered most of her upper torso. Ross flipped it over her shoulders and out of his way. He moved slowly downward and unclasped the front of her bra. He reached inside the two hanging cups and groped her. Fondling and feeling and squeezing. Her nipples were already at a hard point, and they pressed into his palms. He began to push the bra straps off her shoulders, and she lowered her arms to allow it to fall to the floor behind her. Ross slid to his knees and began kissing Cassie's breasts. He held one in each hand as he licked and kissed and sucked on her large brown nipples. Her delicate hands traveled along his shoulders. "Can we take your clothes off, too?" she asked. In response, Ross sat back on his heels, and nearly ripped off his blue sweater, along with the t-shirt underneath. Bare chested, he leaned forward again and once again savored his cousin's breasts. Her fingertips traced the width of his broad shoulders, and then down his biceps. Ross' hands left her breasts and glided down her sides to her hips. The front of her jeans still hung open, and he looked down at the powder blue fabric inside. He wanted to finally see the pussy hidden behind the lingerie. Without much effort, he worked the tight denim down her body, revealing more though not all of her skin. "On the bed," he ordered. Cassie shuffled a step and sat down. Her cousin pulled her jeans completely off, as he squatted in front, and moved in between her legs. Ross devoured her breasts once more, before giving the same passionate treatment to her luscious mouth. "Lay back," he said, pushing her away. "I want to eat my sexy little cousin's pussy." Cassie smiled at him, reclining and resting on her elbows. She lifted her hips slightly, then her legs, to allow Ross remove her thong. Her feet had barely touched the floor when Ross pushed her thighs apart and dove in. She squealed as he gave a long hard suck to her clit. "FUCK, yes!" she groaned. "Do it. Do it, baby. Ooo, yeah... think you can make me cum?" Friends: Cousin Cassie Ch. 02 Ross paused briefly from his oral services. "Oh, you are SO gonna cum, little fuck-girl." Cassie's smile melted into an impassioned look and moan as Ross went back to work. His lips pursed around her clit and he gave her a series of quick sharp sucks. Then his mouth opened and he ran his tongue throughout the folds of her swollen lips. "Yes, Ross," she moaned. "Lick it... lick it." She loved watching someone eat her out; man or woman. In high school and college, she'd developed a reputation among her friends as a girl who would fuck nearly anything that moved. And on this trip to the city, she was so far proving them right. Ross' hot cousin soon began panting. He grabbed both of her legs and shoved them over his head, supporting them with his hands under her knees. Cassie's elbows let go, and she collapsed back onto the bed. "Do it, Ross. Do whatever you want with me... Use my body... Control me... I want that so much." His face buried into Cassie's crotch, as his tongue snaked up into her. "Fuck yes," she gasped. "Shove your fuckin' tongue into me." Ross tongue-fucked his beautiful cousin, tasting the juices that nearly flowed from her; watching the bottom of her breasts as they heaved; listening to her moan and spew out filthy encouragement. "Oh fuck it, Ross... mmmm... ohhhh... that's it... fuck me with your mouth..." He settled into a rhythm of fucking his tongue in and out, giving an open-mouth kiss to her lower lips each time her cunt was emptied. He could feel the muscles and tendons in her legs tense as he drove her onward and upward. He knew she would cum, maybe soon, and he wanted to be ready for the next thing he had in mind. "Hold your legs up," he muttered between licks. Cassie reached down and grabbed behind each thigh, suspending them up and apart. The sensual attack of Ross' mouth never abated as he worked his grey pants down to his knees. Since he was kneeling, it wasn't the easiest thing to take them off, but he managed to do so without disturbing his partner's pleasure. Now completely naked like his cousin, he cradled her tight ass in his hands. Cassie was groaning deeply now. He could see her hands and legs tremble slightly. Even her pussy lips twitched ever so gently under his continued licking. She was getting close... he could feel it. Ross moved his oral attention back to her clit, and pushed his finger inside her. Working it in and out as he licked above it, he readied Cassie for a second digit. Cassie groaned as a finger penetrated her again. "UHHhhnnn... ssshhhit... what's..." she panted her question, "what's with you Gellers and... and two fingers?" "You don't like it?" he teased quickly between licks. "No, it... it feels amazing... it's just that... Monica likes it that way too..." Her voice took on a dirty tone. "So Ross... did YOU teach Monica to... to like it... this way? Huh? Ohhh, yeah... mmm... tell me... Have you ever... have you ever done this with your sister? Licked... licked her and... and finger-banged her?" For the first time, since the start of their encounter, Ross wondered just what Monica and Chandler did with Cassie earlier that day. He made a note to coax the details out of her, though he knew he'd have to do very little coaxing. Cassie's body was writhing and sweating under her cousin's control. "Oh Ross, I'm gonna cum," she moaned loudly. "So close... so close... so close..." With each repetition, her words came closer to a whisper. Her face reflected the erotic tension that gripped her entire body. "So close... so cloOAAAHHHHHH!! UHNNNNNNN... OHHHHH FUUUCK.... FUUUUUCK..." Ross' lips clamped around her clit and he gave her a fast pulsing suck. It matched the rapid shallow fucking from his hand. She groaned through a closed mouth, with fast snatches of air racing through her nostrils to interrupt each moan. "MMMM... MMMM... MMMM... MMMM... MMmmm... mmmm... mmm..." Cassie was still in her orgasmic stupor. Eyes closed. Her drained body gradually releasing its tightness. She barely noticed her partner climbing up between her legs. Slight pressure on her body. She was scarcely aware of the pressure moving upward. And before she knew it, a hard cock was pushed back into her mouth. She opened her eyes and looked up at Ross straddling her as he knelt. He grabbed a pillow and propped up her head. "Give me your hands," he directed. Cassie's legs fell lazily, and her feet rested on the cold wood floor. She felt him grab both arms, and bring them above her head. As he held them together, one wrist in each hand, Ross leaned forward. He weight pushed his fists into the mattress. He began fucking her mouth like it was a pussy. Fast thrusting, with his abdomen bumping against her forehead. Cassie didn't even try to lick or suck. She simply kept her teeth out of the way and clamped down on him with her lips. Right then, she knew the true meaning of the term "skull-fuck", and what's more, she liked it. Ross went on like that, humping his beautiful cousin's head. It was nasty, it was dirty, and he liked it. He'd wanted to try it for so many years, but never had the nerve to suggest it to Carol, or Rachel, or one of his other lovers. But now that he was doing it, he realized how good it felt. And that his cousin was letting him do it to her... that made it so much more arousing. He reveled in the sensations and he wanted to cum in her mouth. Shit, he wanted to cum in her mouth... but he also wanted to feel her tight hot pussy again... and then there was her ass... damn, it would feel good fucking her there. Ross struggled with the best kind of indecision. And he knew there could have been no bad choice, except to stop. "I want to fuck you some more," he pronounced, having made his decision. He sat upright and pulled his dick out of her mouth. "How do you want it?" came the sloppy sound of her question, just as the rod was leaving her lips. A little saliva dribbled down her chin from his cock. "Move up," he said as he pulled her further onto the bed. Cassie quickly wiped her chin with a now-freed hand as she was maneuvered into place. Her head rested on the pillows, and she was immediately weighted down by Ross' body. She spread her legs wide and felt his penis push into her. "Pretty vanilla way of doin' it, doncha think?" she said, still panting. Her partner was already fucking away. "Woulda thought you'd want it a little nastier... ya know, Ross... I'm not gonna say 'no'... to anything." "I wanna look at you while I fuck you," he simply said, staring at her. Those eyes, that face. Those lips, that mouth. Ross mentally replayed every fantasy he'd had about her, ever since that summer at the rented family beach house, when he first saw her well-formed teenage body in a bikini. Every position and every scenario where he imagined them having sex. In his fantasies, both of them knowing it was wrong and trying not to get caught by their parents, but fucking each other anyway. She reached up to run her fingers through his hair. But Ross still wanted Cassie to "know" who was "in charge". He grabbed her hands and pulled them widely apart above their heads. The full weight of his body pressed down into her. When they were young, Ross would hold her down and tickle her. But now, years later, he was holding her down and fucking her. Scant distance separated their faces. Cassie smelled herself in his mouth. "Fuck me," she whispered, before kissing Ross passionately. His thrusting was renewed with vigor. Cassie moaned into his mouth, then broke their kiss to throw her head back into the pillows, groaning, "YES!" Again Ross held by the wrists, letting her have that feeling of being controlled. Her fingers clenched and flexed as her orgasm creeped closer. She brought up her legs and wrapped them around her cousin's waist, hooking her feet behind his lower back. This allowed him to slip deeper into her, and they both groaned as he rammed her ever harder. His pelvis banged against her clit, and his balls slapped against her ass, and his dick plunged down into her over and over. "Fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme," she chanted with gasping breath and contorted face. He stared at that gorgeous, impassioned visage. Far more beautiful now than when he had first lusted after her, when she was an eighteen-year-old bikini-clad temptress. A wrist wiggled free, and he immediately grabbed it again. They were both moaning and grunting with each thrust. Cassie's legs gripped him tightly, almost as if she thought he could slip away from her. As much as she could, she used his torso for leverage to pull up to him, matching his rhythm. Staring at Cassie's sex-ravaged face. Hearing her lurid sounds. Feeling her taut body gripping him and being gripped. It was almost more than he could take. He was so close to cumming, and he hoped he could hold out long enough to bring his cousin again. Ross nearly pounced on her lips and placed a hard kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth; the way it had done her pussy; and the way his cock had done her mouth. He was so close. "Cum, Cassie... cum, dammit!" his mind screamed. He hoped she was almost there, because he couldn't hold out much... "AAAWWWWHHHH," his groan came as his cock unloaded inside her. The first stream of hot cum was just what she needed to break the dam. Cassie's climax hit. "AAAAHHHH... YESSS... YESSSssss..." Her head thrashed from side to side, as guttural moans oozed from her lips. Her legs tightened around his body, squeezing the breath from him. She struggled futilely in his grasp. Her fingers flailed in a way she wanted her body to do. Still he held her... still he fucked her. Thrust after thrust, Cassie's cunt was filled with Ross' thick white seed. As his orgasm passed, he continued pounding her until her body showed signs of easing tension. He gradually slowed, and then stopped. They lay there. His dick still inside her. Both bodies drenched with sweat. Panting and gasping for air. "You can let go now," she breathed softly. "Oh, sorry," he laughed, as he released her wrists. The color slowly flowed back into the white finger lines. Her legs unhooked and dropped to the bed beside him. She giggled with him. "That's quite alright," she said taking his head in her hands and kissing him deeply. Ross rested his head next to hers. Both were amazed at their intensity. "Shit, Ross. No one's ever done me like that," she admitted, finally beginning to catch her breath. "Really?" he asked, half-uncertain, half-surprised, and half-boastful. "Oh, totally. Whatever woman gets you is in for a helluva lot of great sex!" "Aw, well... not THAT much... well, okay... yeah, a helluva lot!" he said with false modesty. They rolled to the side, and he finally slipped out of her. They caressed each other's bodies, playing like lovers. "So," Cassie asked, "do I HAVE to sleep in the guest room tonight?" "Well, I don't know... what if someone found my naked... my TOTALLY naked... cousin in bed with me?" he teased. "Doncha think that would look a little bad?" "Tell ya what," she offered with a dazzling smile, "let me stay in your bed tonight... and I promise I'll wake you up in the morning... in a VERY fun and nasty way."