5 comments/ 83209 views/ 11 favorites My Cousin Mandy Ch. 01 By: Crista My 18 year old cousin Mandy stayed with us over the summer for two weeks. We used to spend a lot of time together when we were younger, because I baby-sat for her a lot. I'm ten years older than her. Her parents moved to upstate New York a few years ago so we hadn't seen much of each other recently. Mandy just finished her first year in college and she asked my husband and I if she could come and vacation here at the shore for a while. I was only too pleased because I'm home all summer with the kids and I'd have some mature company to talk to while Jon was at work during the day. We spent the first day catching up and hanging out around the house. My parents and brother's family came over and we just hung out on the deck with several pitchers of margaritas and had a blast. Mandy had changed a lot since I last saw her; she seemed much more adult and was looking less like a kid and more like a young girl. I noticed that immediately, but it would be a couple more days before her maturity would hit me like a ton of bricks. A couple nights later we were sitting around watching a movie; Jon and I were on the couch and Mandy was across the room sitting in a chair. She was wearing shorts and a pink peasant top, something she'd been wearing all day, but I hadn't realized until just that moment, how gorgeous she was now. Everything about her was so soft looking... soft and rounded. She wasn't heavy, not even chubby, but just soft. She was sitting on her side, with her legs pulled under her. Her bare skin was tanned, and I became hypnotized by the smoothness of the back of her thighs. I stared at her legs as they disappeared into her shorts. The rounded ass looking so perfect as she sat there. I looked upward at her bare arms and shoulders, I'm such a shoulder person and hers were perfectly curved. The soft fine blondish hairs on her arms looked sooo sexy against her tan skin. I noted how much lighter those fine hairs were against the light brown hair on her head. I just stared, for what seemed like forever until she looked over from the movie, catching me. I tried to be casual, and smiled wide at her, and turned back to the movie. Then I started to feel guilty for thinking the things I was about my cousin. I just couldn't help it though; maybe it was because it had been a while since I'd been with a girl. Jon knew that I had been bisexual in college, but he really didn't know how much I still thought about it. We had a family and I didn't feel like complicating things by introducing third parties, or sneaking around. I had slipped a couple times, (another story), but I suppose I shouldn't be thinking these things about my cousin. I glanced over at Jon who was watching the movie, but I know that he had noticed Mandy's transformation as well....I'd caught him checking her out earlier. That night in bed Jon and I had sex. It was amazing as always, but during the long foreplay that preceded it, as I closed my eyes, relishing in the sensations of him licking and kissing my entire body, it dawned on me that I was imagining it was my cousin, not my husband that was making love to me. The next day Jon went to work and me and Mandy took the kids to the beach. They are six and three and would normally have required all our attention, but as luck would have it, their friends from the neighborhood were camped nearby so all of them played, leaving the adults in peace. Mandy settled into her chair and took a book out. She sprayed some oil on her tanned legs, making them glisten and look even more delicious. She sprayed her arms and then handed me the bottle, asking me to do her back. She turned for me as I sprayed her skin and then rubbed it in a bit. I tried to be quick, but it was all I could do not to linger and savor the feel of her young skin. I applied the same oil to me and then she finished it off on my back. Her hands felt so nice, driving another flood of fantasies and more waves of guilt. I had my sunglasses on and was tanning my back. She was wearing a pretty red tankini and as she sat in that chair lost in her book, I was able to secretly stare at her, while pretending to doze behind my glasses. My breasts and groin were pressed hard into the towel and the combination of the hot sun and erotic guilt over Mandy set my body ablaze. I tried to push myself into the towel, without giving too much away. Soon my guilt faded; maybe I was a sick deviant for wanting my cousin, but I wanted her like I've wanted nothing in a long time. I wanted to take her right there on the hot beach, our bodies slick from oil and sweat merging together. I wanted to kiss her full lips and feel her sighs of pleasure fill my mouth. I hoped I was being quiet as I felt my pussy contracting in orgasm. I know my breathing had quickened a bit. Please God let it have been quiet enough.... Later when we returned home I bathed the kids and Mandy jumped in the shower downstairs. Jon would be home soon and then we were all going out to dinner with other relatives. Once I got the kids settled I went downstairs to get some more towels from Mandy's bathroom. I heard the hairdryer running and I knocked on her door. "Come in," she said. I opened the door to find her standing there drying her hair in just her bra and panties, a gorgeous emerald green set with French cut panties. Oh my God, I got the best view of her body yet. Her breasts in that green bra were like two gifts from heaven. They were full and perfect. She was very voluptuous and her bare belly was just begging to be kissed. As I looked downward, I saw the slight bulge of her pubic mound under her panties and I instantly felt the tightening in my lower stomach and sex. To me, neatly trimmed pubic hair is one of the sexiest sights in the world. I wanted to see it so bad; no more than that, I wanted to be on my knees, brushing my lips and nose against the softness of it. I wanted to smell the delicious mixture of soap and the faintness of her arousal in that pubic hair. God almighty, how long had I been staring? "Hey, nice undies," I tried to save myself, "Victoria's Secret?" I asked. "Yep," she answered with a smile. If she caught me fantasizing, she was pretending she hadn't. Fumbling with embarrassment, I grabbed the towels and told her I'd be ready soon. We all went out that night, had a great dinner and lots of drinks. I can't deny that I was distracted a lot of the time. Maundy was looking so damned delicious in a sleeveless red shirt, tight to her chest and black shorts. When we got home, Jon turned in because he had to get up for work early. Mandy and I stayed downstairs, had another couple glasses of wine and watched TV. This night we both lounged at opposite ends of the couch, stretching out. Our legs brushed together from time to time, smoothness against smoothness and neither of us pulled away. I could feel my breath quicken again, my heart pounding, my pussy moistening. I lightly scratched my fingers across my thigh, enjoying the feeling. A few minutes later I slowly brushed them through my hair. Every nerve ending in my body seemed to be ultra-sensitive. Mandy glanced over at me a couple times, out of the corner of her eye. What was she thinking? About an hour later she said she was going to bed. She leaned in to kiss me goodnight. I looked upward and her lips caught me partially on my own lips. Did the kiss linger for a moment, or was it my imagination? She disappeared into her bedroom and I stayed on the couch for another 15 minutes or so before turning off the television. I walked past her closed bedroom door on my way toward the steps, and stopped for a moment. I thought I heard something inside. I leaned my ear into the door and my mouth dropped. Was that rapid breathing I heard behind the door? Oh sweet Jesus, was she in there masturbating? I tried to concentrate, but the damned pump from the fishtank in the living room was distracting me. Oh, but I think she was in there cumming....I prayed she was thinking of me as her fingers played inside her. I was so excited I ran upstairs into my bathroom. My pussy was soaked when I took my shorts off. I needed to be filled, I needed immediate relief. I turned on the water and grabbed my round-handled hairbrush. I sat on the toilet seat with my left foot propped on the tub and fucked myself hard to yet another very intense orgasm, again thinking of my beautiful cousin. I slowly pulled the handle out, hearing the wetness of my pussy release it. The handle was coated with my juices, which I licked off...sooo delicious...I just knew Mandy's pussy would taste this good too. The next morning after Jon left again for work, my parents called and said they wanted us all to go to the beach for the day. I had a ton of errands and things to do around the house, so I told them to pick up Mandy and the kids and I would meet them later. A few hours later they were all gone and I started to do some work around the house; you know the usual chores like dusting, vacuuming and laundry. I was carrying a load of laundry down the steps through the downstairs hall when I passed Mandy's room. The memories of last night, and what I thought I heard hit me suddenly. Almost instantly I was turned on. I couldn't help but enter, I was drawn to it and as I looked around our guest room, now personalized with some of her things on the dresser and desk, I noticed a plastic shopping bag in the corner next to her suitcase. I dropped the pile of laundry in my hands and that familiar rush of nervous, aroused stomach cramping hit me. That bag was Mandy's laundry bag and I was now in a trancelike state as I walked over and picked it up. Yes! Just as I'd hoped, the emerald green panties from yesterday were right at the top of the bag. I was almost sick now with excitement and guilt and as much as I tried, I knew there was no turning back. I held them in my hand, and oh my God, they were very damp, so much so that the crotch was bunched together. She had been masturbating last night!! She must have been very turned on for them to be this moist. It was like my hand was moving in slow motion as I lifted them to my nose, and smelled that delicious mixture of strong arousal along with the faintest hint of urine. Oh fuck, it had been too long since I'd had my face against a pussy. My own panties were becoming heavy with my own musky secretions. I found myself crazed with lust; breathing heavy, chest pounding, nipples hard. Even the little hairs on my arms were aroused. I couldn't pull those panties away from my face, I just wanted to deeply inhale Mandy's scent any way I could. Using only one hand, I pulled down the comforter and sheets of her bed. I slid my shorts and panties to the floor and took off my T-shirt, still without removing her panties from my face. I was afraid if I broke away from the fantasy for even a second, I'd snap to my senses and chicken out. Now I was completely naked and fell into her bed, pushing her wet panties into my face. I rolled in her soft sheets, the same sheets she'd cum in last night. My left hand held her panties...her pussy, and my right hand played with my nipples, pinching and rolling them. I could feel the heat of my sex as my fingers trailed downward, playing through my soft patch of dark hair. My two fingers slid inside, curling upward, collecting my thick juices. Oh I knew Mandy was this wet last night. My tongue lapped at the material, tasting the juices on her panties and my fingers played inside me. I rolled over on my stomach, drawing my right leg upward toward my chest. I placed the panties on the pillow, and pressed my face into them again. Now with both hands free I slid my left fingers underneath my clit and my right hand softly caressed my ass. Oh fuck, this is the way I wanted to feel my cousin. I wanted to feel her soft body laying on top of me in this position. I wanted those breasts against my back, her nipples grazing my skin. I wanted to feel her press her pussy to my opened ass, the soft hair and moist clit riding against my most private hole. I reached down wetting my fingers in my pussy, my juices with thick and warm. I brought them upward tickling the sensitive skin around my ass. I pressed my lubed finger against my hole, feeling the resistance as the muscles fought the intrusion. Inhaling Mandy's cunt deeply I pressed my finger inside my ass, moaning loudly. My left hand played with my clit, and my right middle finger fucked my ass. Oh God, I wanted to feel my tongue inside Mandy's ass, wanted to feel it spasm against my invading tongue as she came in waves.....Waves and waves erupted from me as I screamed loudly. My body rocked up and down, my cunt grinding into my left hand, my finger buried to the knuckle inside my ass. I had cum so fucking hard, I was actually lightheaded I lay face down in her bed, gasping for air, waiting for my heart rate to slow again. I couldn't even believe what I'd just done. I'd cum in my cousin's bed, my face pressed into her panties. I pulled my hand out from under me and it was absolutely covered with my juices. I licked some of it off them. I loved the taste of me. I rolled over, and felt a moist spot on the sheet under where my pussy had been. I would leave my scent in her bed. I wanted her to be driven to lust again tonight, even if she didn't know why...the scent of my pussy might arouse her. God, I needed her. I had to taste her, had to feel her naked body against mine. How could this become a reality? My Cousin Mandy Ch. 02 My experience in Mandy's bedroom was at the same time one of the most sensual things and one of the most frightening things that has ever happened to me. I hadn't been this aroused in a long time and yet I felt so goddamned guilty. This was my cousin, my flesh and blood, the little girl I used to baby-sit. But she wasn't little anymore, that was the problem. She had grown up into a beautiful college girl, so sexy, and she was living in my house for the past week and her every movement was sending my libido into overdrive. But people weren't supposed to want to have sex with their family members!!! Incest is gross! But, she was so fucking gorgeous, I couldn't keep my mind off her. I tried....I really tried to focus on all the chores I'd stayed home to do; the dusting, the vacuuming and the laundry. I worked, but my mind remained with her, on soft body, her sexy panties, and the delicious scent that lingered in them. I brought my hands up to my nose, over and over again and inhaled the familiar smell of my own sex. This turned me on all over again. The smell of my own pussy made me want to run back to those panties in Mandy's laundry bag. Oh God, just to be able to make love to her. My mind schemed as to how to pull this off, and the more it did, the more guilty I got. Maybe I could get her drunk tonight and seduce her... Maybe I'd let her catch me masturbating, see if she could resist that. I had to try something, but I was scared to death of how it might backfire. What if she got so freaked out that she'd never speak to me again? What if I scared her enough that she called her parents and told on me? I'd be scorned by the whole family as some crazed bisexual incest freak!!! But I wanted her...no NEEDED her so fucking badly. I did manage to finish my work and then went down to the beach to meet Mandy, the kids and my parents. There we all sat in a half circle on the sand. The kids were building a sand castle, my mother was reading, my father was sleeping, and I was once again behind my sunglasses, staring at my delicious looking cousin sitting across from me. Today Mandy wore a black two-piece. The bottoms were more like shorts, because she was very self conscious of her hips and thighs which she thought were too big....absolutely perfect to me. The top revealed a cleavage to die for, and underneath, that slightly rounded belly that I'd been dying to cover with kisses since I saw it exposed the evening before. I knew I was staring again, longer than I should because she caught me a few times. The first couple times I quickly looked away, but the last time, I kept watching her. She smiled at me. Did that smile linger just a bit? Did she know I was interested? Was she sending me a signal? My libido was playing tricks on me. I was losing control..... The kids were starting to get restless; it was 2:30 and they'd all been there since 10:00 that morning. I'd only joined them an hour ago, so I pleaded with them to give me just a few more minutes. My parents, bless their hearts, offered to start home with them. "How about you Mandy," my dad asked, "You coming with us or staying?" I looked over my glasses at her and silently prayed to God, or the devil, or whomever would honor such a plea. "I'll hang with Crista for a bit," she said with a very warm smile; it warmed me everywhere. Once they were packed up and on their way home, I moved my chair around closer to Mandy's and then we both turned simultaneously to face the sun. Our chairs were tilted toward each other just a bit, our legs about six inches apart, very tan, very smooth....so sexy. My pussy moistened as I imagined them caressing together and intertwined. Hidden behind my sunglasses, I could stare and fantasize all I wanted. I wanted to somehow empathetically transmit my desires to her. The warmth of the sun played over my skin, feeding into my lust. We started talking, about normal things at first; the kids, plans for the rest of the week and so forth. I enjoyed spending time with Mandy, she had that great outgoing personality that just drew you in. We talked for about ten minutes and I managed to keep my end of the conversation up in spite of the fact that she drove me to such distraction. "Its sooooo hot today," she said while lightly wiping the moisture away that collected on her neck and breasts. Her fingers slipped just inside the top of her bikini as she did. I was afraid my mouth dropped open just a bit. My legs were spread a bit, the way you sit in a low beach chair, but unconsciously as I saw Mandy touch her breasts, my knees came together producing a really nice sensation between my legs. "Yes, lots of overheated bodies here today." I stupidly answered. It just felt like a ridiculous comeback. She laughed aloud. She had a damn cute giggle, "Let's see if we can find some." She said. I was a bit taken aback. Had I given her bait that she'd just taken? I looked at her eyes looking at me over her sunglasses and maybe noticed an extra spark in them. Maybe she was flirting with me. "Ok, let's see who the hot bods are." I looked around the beach and focused on two guys having a Frisbee catch back toward the dunes. One of them was very cute so I pointed him out. "Yeah, he's pretty nice." She was brushing sand off her thigh as she remarked how sexy the guy's stomach was. I had no interest in the Frisbee guys, just the way her fingers looked brushing her leg. It brought back a memory from long ago.....a segue into a better discussion perhaps. "These hot days tanning always remind me of catching Maria next door having a......um......private moment," I giggled nervously at the end. Mandy turned quickly, "Maria? Next door to your parents, Maria?" "Yes, I caught her years ago from my window. She was tanning in the hot sun and she started...well...playing." My knees opened and closed again, much slower, savoring the feeling of my moistened lips pulling apart. "Wow! Really?" Mandy had a very interested look on her face. I nodded and relayed the story to her in as much detail as I could about what I saw. I left out the fact that I was in my upstairs window, mirroring every move that my neighbor was making. I didn't tell her that I had licked my pussy-covered fingers clean, imagining it was Maria's pussy juice. By the end of my story I swear I could see Mandy's belly rising and falling at a much faster pace than it had been. I think my story had aroused her, as it always aroused me when I thought about it. "That must have turned you on?" Yes!....Her voice was quiet and breathy as only sexual desire can produce. I hesitated. I was scared of doing something to ruin this moment. I was afraid that at any moment sirens would start wailing and I'd be exposed as the deviant I am. But I couldn't help myself. "Yes, I was very turned on. It was one of the most erotic things I'd ever seen." My hands rested on my thighs now as my knees continued slowly opening and closing. The rhythm had me so very wet now. I then saw Mandy's knees following the same pattern, opening and closing with mine. Oh God, she was aroused, there was no doubt now. "So that's why these hot days always remind me of that," I added, noticing the heaviness in my voice now "Cris..." she hesitated. "Yeah hun?" "Can I ask.....nothing." She waved her hand away. "No! Now don't do that. You can ask me anything." Her mouth opened, and she paused again. "Yesterday on the beach...were you thinking about that....and did you...you know?" She looked off toward the Frisbee players so I couldn't see her face. She had noticed yesterday! I was embarrassed for a split second and then it turned to unbelievable excitement. I pulled my knees apart quickly because if I didn't want to cum right there. "Oh God, you saw that?" I definitely sounded ashamed when I answered; I didn't dare tell her my towel grinding was to thoughts of her, not my memories of Maria. She smiled shyly. "I thought you did." "Did it make you uncomfortable? I'm sorry...I didn't mean for you to notice....in fact, I didn't mean for it to even happen. It kinda snuck up on me." She placed her oh so soft hand on my arm and looked into my eyes, yet still through our sunglasses. "Don't be sorry. I wasn't uncomfortable...in fact..." She stopped again. "Did it turn you on a bit?" I whispered to her. "It's normal if it did. Anytime you witness anything like that, no matter who it is, it's going to be a turnon." She nodded, "Yes, it was. I couldn't stop thinking about it." Oh God, this wasn't really happening to me! Could this be a cruel trick? No, I had turned her on yesterday. I wasn't the only cousin having unnatural thoughts. I needed to go for broke here, see where it could lead. "Mandy....can I ask you something?" My hand played across my bare stomach, fingernails lightly scratching perspiring skin. She was watching my fingers. Her legs were still in the rhythmic motion "Ask me?" She said softly. "Mandy, I thought I heard you cumming last night when I walked by your door. Were you?" She looked down, ashamed, but still hadn't moved her hand from my arm. Her silence seemed to go on forever and I felt myself holding my breath in anticipation of her answer. "Mandy, please tell me. I have to know." She looked at me, eyes still hidden behind the glasses, but the look on her face was unmistakable. Her fingers lightly stroked my arm and her other hand lightly brushed her leg. She nodded, "I came last night." My hand moved downward, like I was scratching my inner thigh and I let it rest there, the edge of it right near my pussy. I applied pressure to it and I continued the deliberate motion with my knees, trying to not give myself away to anyone else that might be looking. Mandy knew very well what I was doing, because she was now doing the same thing with her free hand. I shifted my arm she was touching and was now holding her hand. Yes, two cousins, holding hands and masturbating together on the open beach. Her mouth was opened just a bit and I heard the soft gasps of breath, I pressed into my sex, my bathing suit bottom was wet and pressed inside my lips. "Crista..." she said through a heavy breath, "tonight...after everyone's asleep... If I leave my door open.." She paused and squeezed my hand, whatever she was about to ask, combined with the pressure she was applying to her pussy was bringing her to the edge. I was right there with her, so close now. "If I leave my door open..." her breathing was labored and she moaned the next words. .."would you...come to me..." and with that, our bodies both tightened, feet digging in the sand, hands grasping tightly, and we came together. We were as quiet as possible but we couldn't fully hold back the gorgeous sounds of orgasm, set perfectly against the waves of the ocean in the background. I couldn't believe what had just happened, but as I saw the blissful expression on her face, looking at me, I knew that it was real. She did not look away, she only smiled, as her breathing....our breathing slowly returned to normal. I sensed no embarrassment from her, no shame. I looked down at our holding hands and then back up to her face. "Mandy, do you mean it? Can I come to you tonight?" She smiled the warmest, most loving smile I'd ever seen. "Yes, I want you so badly..." My Cousin Mandy Ch. 03 It was after one o'clock in the morning and everyone in the house was upstairs sleeping, all except my beautiful cousin Mandy who was now waiting for me in the silence of her room. The guestroom was the only bedroom on the lower floor of my house; we would be totally undisturbed. As I approached her door I thought back over the events of the day. It had started with a shameful display of uncontrolable lust on my part this morning, rolling around Mandy's bed with her panties pressed to my face. It had produced one of the most intense self-induced orgasms of my life and as I laid spent in the softness of her sheets, I could have never imagined that only a few short hours later, Mandy and I would be cumming together on the beach, as we admitted our desires for one another. What I originally thought were confessions in the heat of passion, that might change to embarassment and guilt did no such thing. We walked home from the beach together, and we were chatty and giddy and we even held hands off and on. We had shared something special together and we felt good about it. Our relationship had evolved, no longer just her older cousin that used to watch out for her when we were kids. Of course I'd always watch out for her, but now we were two women, needing the kind of intimate comfort and pleasure that we could only get from each other at this moment. Oh, this evening had been a test of patience and self control for both of us. When we got home, being the gracious hostess, I allowed Mandy the first shower. She took an extra long one, and as I tried to help my husband get dinner ready, my mind was fixated on what she was doing under that spray of hot water. God, she must look beautiful in that steamy shower. When she was done in her bathroom, I went up to take my own shower. As I showered, I knew why Mandy had taken extra time. I wanted to look perfect for her and I'm sure she did the same. I was extra careful shaving, making sure my legs and underarms were smooth and my pubic hair well trimmed. I lifted my leg up and propped foot on wash cloth rail and ran the bar of soap between my cheeks; my body shuddered as it ran across my anus. These were the sensations I hoped to feel tonight, with gorgeous Mandy. I took my razor and carefully made sure I had shaved away anything lurking in that most intimate of areas. God, I hoped she would be able to appreciate that smoothness. It was all I could do not to cum again in the shower. I didn't want to be exhausted before tonight. I got out of the shower, dried off and moisturized my entire body with my favorite sandalwood lotion. I would be soft for her tonight. As usual during family visits in the summer, there was a small houseful for dinner at another backyard barbecue; but tonight had been different, because Mandy and I exchanged many private and teasing glances. I would look at her across the table when nobody would notice, I'd stare at her until she could feel my gaze penetrating her, warming her; she look my way and I would smile, and in that smile I'd tell her everything we would do to each other when everyone was alseep. Those looks exchanged throughout the night. When we'd pass eachother we would be extra careful to casually brush bodies together. We were both distracted, a million miles away in some private fantasy where we were the only two people that existed. By the end of the night I was so moist my panties and even my shorts clung to my groin. I've had many earth-shattering sexual experiences in my life, but I don't recall ever being this turned on before. After the other guests had left for the night, Mandy excused herself about 10:30, telling me and Jon she was going to bed. "See ya tomorrow", I said with a teasing grin. She disappeared from the family room with an extra little wiggle in her adorable ass. Jon and I were left alone and I knew he'd have to go to bed soon. His job got him up early and tomorrow was his last workday of the week. I wanted that boy asleep badly, "snug as a bug" as the saying went. There was one way I knew for sure that would send my husband off to sleep comfortably... He'd been sitting there next to me on the couch, legs outstretched on the ottoman, I reached out placing my left arm around his neck, resting my head against his chest. My right hand slid under his t-shirt to massage his tight, smooth stomach. His stomach was always a turn-on to me, though tonight I needed no other stimuli. I heard his soft exhale of breath as my soft hands played across his skin. My fingers crept lower and as they reached just under the waistband of his shorts his abdomen drew in to allow my hand more room. My fingers played in his trimmed mound of hair above a now hardening cock. "Sweetheart, I gotta go to sleep soon," he said the words, but not very convincingly. Believe me, nobody wanted that boy asleep more than me, but he did have a gorgeous cock and I couldn't go to Mandy just yet, so why not.... I kissed my way down his chest, lifting his shirt up as I went. Jon was slim and smooth, the way I loved men best. I ran my tongue under the waist band of his shorts, feeling the even softer skin of his lower abdomen. I shifted positions, lowering myself to the floor between his legs. I tugged on the shorts and he lifted his ass slightly to allow them to come down. "Honey, what if Mandy comes back?" His protests were again half-hearted. "If she does, she'll get an eyeful, won't she?" I said with a grin, and another twinge in my lower region, just thinking about that possibility. "Maybe she'd want to help," I added, taking his semi-hard cock into my mouth. The sound that escaped his mouth at that moment was just beautiful and I knew it was the combination of my warm wet mouth engulfing his member and also the thought of my cousin helping me make him cum. I gave my husband an incredible blow job this evening. It was slow and full of soft moaning from my mouth around his cock. It was always exciting to make him cum with my mouth, but it was more exciting tonight because of what I knew lay ahead. I imagined Mandy with me, sucking Jon's cock, kissing me with him between our lips. I knew I had planted that fantasy in Jon because his moaning and writhing on the couch was even more than usual. He had been noticing Mandy all week too, I knew he'd been evaluating her sexually; what man wouldn't? Jon came hard, stifiling his moans as much as possible. His cum filled my mouth, pulse after pulse. I took what I could and finished him off with my hand as he continued to pump onto his stomach. Not swallowing his load, I moved up quickly to kiss him deep on the mouth, kissing his semen back to him. This was a hot little ritual that excited us both intensely after oral sex. He hugged me tight after that, telling me he loved me. Then, he was ready to sleep.... That had been about an hour ago; I'd tucked him into bed and gone back downstairs to watch tv and wait until I knew he was asleep. I had just gone up to check him and the kids and they were all sleeping soundly. Before I went back downstairs, I went into the bathroom to freshen up a bit and brush my teeth. I also changed into my favorite satin red nightie. It had spaghetti straps and came to mid thigh. I wore no bra or panties underneath and the feeling of the material on my naked skin was pure heaven as I quietly descended the staircase. My hand touched the doorknob to Mandy's room. My breath felt short, my knees shaky like I had only recently learned to walk. I tapped on the door with the knuckles of two fingers... It was only seconds before the door opened, revealing my very pretty cousin standing there. I could see she'd re-touched her make-up and brushed her hair out again. She was wearing another one of those tight fitting tanktops that had been driving me crazy all week, this one in red. Her shorts were gone, leaving only a pair of black panties. The shirt was short on her and that perfect belly was exposed to me. She was my wet dream come true, bathed in the light of a single candle, a french vanilla jar candle which I usually kept in the guest bathroom. The air around us was sweet-smelling, and it only enhanced the experience I was feeling through my entire body. "Hey you," she whispered, barely audibly. My mouth was hanging open slightly and I had to remind myself to breathe through it, I was so nervous. "Mandy...you're beautiful," also a whisper. I reached out to her with one hand, partially to steady myself, and also just out of need to touch her skin. My palm cupped her shoulder ever so lightly. It was as if I was afraid anything more would make the entire moment disappear. I turned my hand, tracing the backs of two fingers down her arm to her elbow. Her eyes drifted closed as her nerve endings were aroused; I could feel the little goosebumps rise under my fingers. My own skin had its own currents running through it, all of them rushing to the same spot in my lower abdomen and my sex. Part of that was still fear. I was terrified that we were going too far. The fantasizing on the beach today was one thing, harmless, but this.... She could read the fear in my face as my mouth parted to speak, to question, to second guess. She placed her finger to my lips, stopping me. "Shhhh.....don't, Crista," her whisper was almost desperate, "We both want this more than we've ever wanted anything." Oh God help me, she was right. I took her finger away from my mouth and looked into her very needy eyes, a mirror of my own. "I love you, Mandy. I want to make love with you." I held her hand back to my lips and kissed her finger and then the next one, and the next, while softly caressing the back of her hand. Our hazy sighs were in unison. She inched closer to me until her body was touching mine, breast to breast. She was wearing no bra underneath the thin tanktop, and my own nightie provided little barrier to the feeling of her softness lightly pressing into me. I released her hand and cradled each side of her face. Her eyes, as I looked at them, told me everything that there had ever been between us; the love, the trust, the friendship....and now the intense lust that had taken us both by surprise this week. Her lips and my lips were parted, swollen with a desire to be kissed. We could feel each other's breath as I gently brought her mouth to mine. The first kiss, like all wonderful first kisses was tentative, as our lips just barely touched. At that first contact we could feel the soft exhale of breath against each other. My fingers played in her hair as we connected again, this time feeling the true fullness of the other's lips. Again the breathy release, but this time there was no more hesitation; our mouths opened a bit more and with passion locked together. Oh God, it had been so long since I'd kissed another girl. It's simply the most sensual experience ever. Nothing feels like another girl's lips opening in unison with yours. Her tongue was the first to reach outward, into my mouth. I matched her passion and the frenzy of our tongues played in between our locked lips. Our lovemaking had begun at the most basic level and yet I could feel our intensity already at a boiling point as I let go of her face and pulled her body hard to me. My sex was inflamed beneath my nightie, my nipples felt like electricity conductors. We held on tightly to each other, my hands playing around the small of her back.The longer we kissed the more engorged our lips and our tongues felt. Blood rushing everywhere in our bodies from the passion. I didn't want to rush anything, but after what seemed like forever holding eachother, kissing passionately, it was me that broke the kiss. It felt like slow motion as our lips pulled apart, my tongue sliding off of hers and out of her mouth. Our foreheads touched as we looked into eachothers eyes, perhaps one last affirmation that this was all okay... I kissed her lips again softly and then moved on instantly over to her cheek, my hands now playing over her shoulders. I worked my way downward to the line of her neck to her shoulder. My tongue brushed across her skin with each kiss, leaving the little moist spots which I know feel so very good when the air touches their warmth. I'd wanted to make love to her gorgeous shoulder with my mouth all week; the perfect roundness of them now felt so good between my lips. I kissed her there open-mouthed as I would kiss her full lips and my tongue sought out her skin. Her shoulders glistened under my kisses and I brushed my nose back and forth across the wetness, loving the scent of my saliva on her body. Mandy's soft sighs filled my senses and the tightening in my body intensified as I imagined covering all of her with my wet kisses. Mandy held me to her and moved backward toward the bed. When she backed into it she stopped and softly pulled my face upward to look at her. She kissed me again full, tongue once again inside my mouth. Our eyes stayed open, fixing on eachother and they gave away our needs to one another. Looking into her eyes I knew there were no inhibitions tonight. She told me with her eyes that whatever I wanted I could have from her, and she also told me that she intended to take everything she desired from me. God, I felt my first orgasm building already. While we kissed I found the bottom of her tanktop and pulled it upward. We broke contact and I stepped back slightly to watch her raise her arms over her head so I could remove it. Oh fuck, her underarms were so sexy, I wanted to bury my mouth in them. I lifted her shirt over her head, exposing her breasts. They were so full, and so young, so perfect. Her areola were slightly darker than mine, but her nipples were similar; they were so wonderfully erect. "Oh God Mandy, I've never seen anything more gorgeous." She just smiled shyly, perhaps thinking I was just flattering her. I wasn't doing that at all, honestly. She was positively perfect. I said nothing, but instead I lifted my nightie up over my head, baring my naked body to her. It was time to give myself totally to her. Mandy's lips parted as she stared at me and I could hear, feel and almost see her breath escape her mouth. Her eyes displayed a desparation that I knew were mirrors of my own feelings. My breathing came in short bursts and I could feel the tiny hairs on my arms standing. I felt the wetness leaking from my sex. I stepped into her, cradling her upper arms and lightly brushed my hard nipples against hers. I felt her body shake slightly along with mine. We stood there for a few moments enjoying the pleasures our breasts were bringing each other, all the while not taking our eyes from the other. I moved my hand down to the curve of her waist just above the line of her panties. These were the last barrier to her nakedness; one more piece of clothing and she would be mine entirely. I stroked her thighs with my nails and lowered myself down to my knees making sure my breasts brushed her the whole way down. I was kneeling, my face just inches from her sex. My lips were parted, my breath...her breath...coming in short labored bursts of air. She was already so aroused because even before I touched the black material I could see that it was damp. I could also see the outline of her bush underneath, raising the material slightly; just like last evening, but this time I was so close, and this time I was going to have her. I pressed my lips to the roundness of her belly just above the line of her panties, another fantasy finally fulfilled. I kissed her there over and over and her stomach quivered with each touch. Oh God, I could already smell the scent of her arousal. I kissed downward feeling the waistband of her panties under my lips and then finally the moist material and the feel of her mound underneath. My hand wandered to my own patch of brown hair, fingers playing through it while I pressed my face into Mandy's covered sex. I moaned into her, and she was moaning too. I was already drunk on her scent, delicious...so much stronger than it had been on her panties this morning. I licked her panties, forcing the material into her wetness, tasting her through it. Her body jerked and she grabbed hold of my shoulders to hold herself up. I could wait no longer; I wrapped my fingers inside the band of the panties and slid them down her body to the floor. Her pussy was finally exposed. Her pubic hair was just as I'd imagined, a small well-trimmed triangle of light brown. My own lower regions spasmed at this sight. I brushed my lips and nose against it, feeling the softness and inhaling...there's never been anything better than the scent of female arousal. Mandy reached down, taking me by the elbows, lifted me back to a standing position. She wrapped herself around me pressing the softness of our bodies together and we kissed deeply again. She ate at my mouth with a new kind of frenzy and her hands explored my lower back and the roundness of my butt. I mimicked her movements pulling her into me until our breasts and hips were nearly grinding together. Our tongues were making love to one another. Our saliva was thick with arousal and when our mouths pulled apart for an instant, strands of it connected our tongues. Mandy's hands cupped my ass cheeks and her fingers played in the crevice between. She pulled outward lightly with each hand, opening my most private region to the air....Oh God, she knew how good this felt, to be pulled open. I mirrored her, fingers opening her ass and she sighed heavilly in my mouth. Without breaking the kiss, Mandy turned me around so my back was against the bed and then she gently pushed me back to a laying position and climbed on top of me, lining her body on mine. I opened my legs and her pussy push against me. I pulled her down tight, pushing down on her ass to keep our groins tight together. We moaned into eachother and I was actually lightheaded with lust and so close to the edge of orgasm. "Oh God, baby...I'm...so close," I panted as we kissed. "NO!" She moaned, pulling away, "I want you to cum in my mouth..." Her eyes were begging. She adjusted her position so she wasn't grinding and for an instant it was unbearably frustrating to be brought to the brink and then pulled back. She didn't allow the disappointment to linger as she was kissing her way down my neck, to my chest. Her tongue was wet and left trails of saliva along my breasts as she licked around my arolea, brushing the sides of my nipples. They were harder than I ever thought possible. She didn't linger though and she worked her trail of wetness down my torso to my lower stomach, which was rising and falling in rapid breaths. I loved coolness of her saliva on my skin; I just wanted my body to be painted with all of her wetness. One of the most sensitive spots on anyone's body is the lower abdomen, just above the hairline. Oh fuck...she found that and kissed and licked and moaned into my skin causing the most intense vibrations in my whole pubic region. I opened my legs wider and she lowered her mouth and I felt the first hint of her wet, hot tongue sliding into my cunt. I screamed out and had to remember that I had a family sleeping upstairs. My fingers played in her hair as she went down on me. "Oh damn Crista...you taste so good." Her words were barely audible. She licked and sucked on my labia and I could almost feel the blood engorging it. Two of her fingers tickled at the sensitve area just below my pussy and then she simultaneously inserted them inside me while her lips wrapped around my clitoris. My hips bucked into her face and her fingers curled upward, knowing just where to find the roughness of my g-spot. I was writhing under her mouth and fingers, making low noises, that didn't even sound human. She was making the same noises against my clit only adding to the sensations. I grabbed her head and pushed her mouth hard to my cunt, causing her to cry out, maybe in pain, but I didn't even care; My entire pussy seemed to explode against her and I could feel a flood of wetness pour from within. "Fuck Mandy! I'm cumming!" My body shook as the heat surrounded me in a cocoon. Her face stayed pressed against my wide open sex. The waves of orgasm rocked me one after the other, going on longer than I thought possible. Even after I stopped cumming, I didn't stop shaking. I felt tears welling in my eyes; they weren't tears of guilt or shame or sadness or even happiness....I think I came so completely that every part of me was spasming, even the tear ducts. My Cousin Mandy Ch. 03 When the shaking stopped I lifted her up to me. Mandy's mouth and chin had a glaze of my wetness on her; I pulled her to my face and kissed and licked my cum from her. I loved my taste and know that she did too. I couldn't wait for her wetness to be all over me, I couldn't wait for her to tongue it off of my face. I had cum so completely, but I was in no way sated....I wanted so much more. I rolled over placing myself on top of her. I raised myself off her body. "Roll over baby," I pleaded. She let out a long "mmmmmmmm", perhaps all she had in her, and she did what she was told. On her stomach now, with that voluptious ass in line with my pussy, I ran my hands softly down the length of her body from her upper back down to her smooth as silk thighs. I eased her right leg upward by bending her knee. In the candle light I saw her most private areas opened to me. I straddled the line of her body, in the same position with my right leg curled up on hers, my breasts pressed to her back, my groin pressed between her cheeks. This was just a nice feeling when you were the same size with the other person. I moved her hair aside and kissed inside her neck, whispering sweet things into her ear as my sex found her anus. She moaned into the pillow and ground herself into the soft sheets underneath. I know the intensity she was feeling; the sensations of soft pubic hair, wet pussy and a hard clit pressing against your ass will drive you to the brink of insanity. I fucked Mandy's ass with my cunt and we cried out together, over and over again. Her sounds told me she was so close and I slid downward, tongue trailing wetness down her spine.....and down into the crevice between her cheeks. Oh sweet Jesus, her asshole was pulsing in the candlelight and it glistened from the wetness that had escaped her pussy. My tongue slid down across her hole and my finger pressed into her pussy. She pushed upward against my tongue, crying out. She was opened to me and my tongue pressed inside of her. I could feel the muscle of her ass pushing against my tongue, but I forced against it and my finger fucked her with a fury. "OH GOD....LICK MY ASS...I'M CUMMING," She whisper-screamed out to me. At that moment I felt her asshole clenching around my tongue and I felt the spasms inside her cunt. The wetness rushed out of her and covered my hand. I pressed my mouth against her pussy so I could taste the heady nectar pouring from her. After a few moments her breathing settled once again into a relaxed rhythm and I moved my face away from her now over-sensitive pussy. She lifted her head slightly, looking back at me with that beautiful face and those loving eyes that come after orgasm. "Oh Crista, I love you....Thank you." I crawled up beside her and she turned on her side, so I could fit in next to her in a spooning position. With my breasts once again to her back, my groin once again to her ass, my face tickled by her soft hair, I kissed her neck and whispered into her ear. "I love you too Mandy.....You're absolutely perfect." With a few hours left before Jon would wake for work, we closed our eyes and we slept. The End.