2 comments/ 77295 views/ 2 favorites The Anniversary Reunion Ch. 01 By: nnighttwriter This is part one of a 2 part story. *********************************** It was going to be quite a party! My grandparents were celebrating their 50th wedding anniversary and family and friends were coming in from all over to attend the celebration. I knew when we boarded the plane that I wasn't going to know many people, but I hadn't seen that side of the family for several years and I was looking forward to seeing my grandparents again. The plan was to have us come in the two days before the party and stay at my Aunt and Uncle's house. My two cousins, Ernie and Heather, were about the same age as me, but I hadn't seen them in several years. I was curious to see how everyone had changed. Their home was a fairly large split-level home, which had been deemed "party-central." The main floor consisted of the kitchen and dinning room, along with some bedrooms. The lower level had a large family room and some guest rooms. My Uncle and cousin Heather were to pick us up curbside at the airport. We quickly threw our luggage in the car, hopped in and sped away. My Uncle had a cop getting ready to write him a ticket so there wasn't anytime to exchange hugs and greetings. I couldn't really see much of Heather from the back of their van, but from what I could see, Heather looked like a very attractive girl. When we reached their house and got out I got my first shot of Heather up close. In a word, "Wow!" She had definitely changed since I last saw her. A few years older, she had matured into a very attractive young lady. She had shoulder length blond hair, a cute face, and what appeared to be a fairly athletic figure. As I would later learn, Heather was very active in her high school varsity soccer and swimming programs. When we got inside Heather dashed away while we said hello to everyone. Heather soon reappeared dressed in a nylon sweat outfit. I didn't want to stare, but I couldn't help by notice that she had a petite and slender figure with perky breasts. With the hugs and handshakes now complete my Aunt said, "Ernie and Heather, why don't you two help everyone to their rooms." "Sure mom," was Ernie's reply. Heather only smiled and walked down stairs, showing us the way to our rooms. This allowed me to focus on Heather's fine ass as she walked in front of me. When we got to the rooms Heather said to us, "This is your room, Aunt Carol, and this will be yours Steve." Heather walked into the room and said, "This room is the fun room. Take a look at this." When I walked through the door way I saw that there was an old pinball machine. "Its my Dad's toy," she said. "Ah man, that is cool! Does it work?" I asked. "Sure it does." Walking up to the machine Heather continued, "it's an antique pinball machine from the 50's." "Its fun to play, but its kind of lame. When you get settled in I'll show you how to play." Smiling, she looked at me square in the eyes and paused a moment. She paused just long enough for me to wonder what she meant by her choice of the word "play." Then she said, "Let me know when you are ready." Now, being a horny guy I couldn't help but think of the double-meanings that her last two remarks had. I tried to put those thoughts out of my mind and got myself unpacked and settled. A little later I rejoined the family back up stairs. They were laughing and carrying on, yet the party wasn't set to start for a day or so! I had noticed that they had already broken out the scotch and opened up some beer. But hanging out with my parents while they drank with the other adults wasn't my thing. So I set off looking for my cousins. I found them back down in the family room watching TV. My cousin Ernie had matured into a kind of a geeky guy. He was busy on his computer playing some game, so I turned my attention towards Heather. When I sat down on the couch I noticed that she had changed into a loose fitting sweatshirt and sweat pants outfit. She didn't have any socks on so while we watched TV I took note of her cute little feet and painted toenails. Man, Heather was a cute little thing, that's for sure! After a while Heather asked, "So, what would you like to do?" Again, I found myself thinking of her choice of words, and answered, "Oh, I don't know. What do you do around here for fun?" Ernie piped up and said, "My mom was thinking that we could go to the movies." Heather jumped up off the couch saying, "I'll get the paper to see what's playing tonight." When she walked away I took notice that her sweatpants had gotten wedged in the crack of her ass, providing me with an awesome shot of her tight ass. As she walked you could clearly see her ass cheeks jiggle with every step, almost as if they weren't covered in underwear. Then when she turned to run up the stairs, her breasts seemed to move around a lot under her sweatshirt. This made me wonder whether she was wearing a bra. Did Heather have any underwear on, anywhere, under that sweat outfit? My head began to swim with horny thoughts. Over the next few minutes we settled on a movie and got ready to leave. We were standing at the front door waiting for my Aunt and Heather when they came jogging down the stairs. Heather had changed into some tight blue jeans and a light blue turtleneck sweater. Her fine ass was making quite an impression in those skin-tight jeans, as well with my dick. I couldn't help but notice that her tits looked very sexy stretching the front of the turtleneck as she put on her heavy coat. With several of us going, my Aunt drove their van. Being a gentleman, I shot back to the rear seat in order to allow others to ride in the middle and front seats. Imagine my surprise when Heather pushed in front of her brother Ernie to get the seat next to me! When she got in her seat she shot me a coy little smile and squirmed a little bit to get comfortable. As we rode down the expressway, between the road noise, the stereo, and everyone's conversations it had gotten pretty loud in the van. Heather and I hadn't said anything since we left. I looked over at Heather and she smiled at me. Then she leaned in and whispered something into my ear. I couldn't quite make out what she said with all the noise, so I leaned over and said, "Sorry, I couldn't hear you. What did you say?" Leaning closer to my neck, she said, "I want you to save me a seat next to you when we get in the theater." Surprised by her comment, I stupidly asked, "Really?" Heather leaned back into me and placed her left hand on my right thigh and said, "Yes silly. I want to hang out with you." She leaned back straight in her seat, but didn't remove her hand from my thigh. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. Without thinking, I moved my hand and placed it on top of hers. We rode the rest of the way to the theater in silence, essentially holding hands. No one was aware of what was occurring in the back seat except Heather and me. When we got inside the theater I managed to position Heather and I so that we had the last two seats in the row. I put my hand on Heather's lower back to help guide her to her seat, and then took the isle seat next to her. The majority of the family had taken seats in the row immediately in front of us, but Heather's brother and some older cousins took the other seats in our row. Throughout the movie Heather seemed to lean in my direction. At one point during a scary scene, Heather grabbed my arm and held it tight. My mind was reeling. Was it OK that my cousin was acting this way towards me? And worse, was it OK that I was getting turned on by all of this? Near the end of the movie the good guy got the girl, and while they were kissing passionately, Heather leaned over and whispered to me. "That looks like fun." I choked on a piece of popcorn and spilled my bucket of popcorn trying to grab my drink. This of course, made Heather laugh. When I had regained my composure, Heather leaned in and said, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that to you. I was just thinking that it would have been nice to be doing that to you." With that, Heather gave my arm a gentle squeeze and held my bicep. A few seconds passed when she began to gently stroke my muscular arm. At that second I thanked God for all the time I had spent at my school's weight room. When the movie ended Heather quickly sat straight so that no one would know that she had been tormenting me with her flirtatious actions. As we began to make our way from the theater I walked behind Heather. The crowd was thick and was stalled at the door as people got rid of their trash. With the crowd packed so tight, I placed my hands on Heather's hips as if to guide her through the crowd. I knew no one could see me do this. Heather seemed to like my actions because she turned her head back to look at me and flashed me a smile that made me weak in the knees. On our way back to the van, the family was busy talking about the movie, and again, Heather and I were silent. We both took our original positions in the back seat of the van and settled in for the drive back home. A few minutes into the trip Heather leaned over and whispered, "You smell terrific. I love your aftershave." I responded with a simple, "thanks." Heather moved her hand to resume its position on my thigh, and I quickly returned my hand to cover hers. Heather seemed to snuggle up to me and gave a heavy sigh. My mind was spinning. Here was my cousin, with her hand on my thigh, and doing and saying things that only a girl friend might say. I knew the week was going to get interesting. We arrived back home and everyone went inside and got ready for bed. Some showers were running, and some people had made their way to the kitchen for a snack. I found Heather back on the couch, dressed again in her sweats. "Hey there," I said. "I enjoyed tonight." "Me too." Looking up and smiling at me, Heather continued, "I feel kind of weird, you know?" "Me too," was my reply. I quickly looked around to make certain that no one was within earshot and continued, "I think you are very pretty, and I've become very attracted to you." "Really?" Heather asked. "No one has ever said that to me before." Just then Ernie walked into the room and sat down to watch TV holding a bowl of ice cream. I stood there in silence wishing I could tell Ernie to get the hell out of there so we could continue our conversation. Heather folded her hands in her lap and looked back at the TV. "Hey Heather, how 'bout showing me how your Dad's pinball machine works?" "Sure!" was Heather's response. She jumped up and jogged past me and into the guest room. When I walked in Heather had turned the machine on, and while all the dinging and sounds came out of the machine she whispered, "Good thinking." Smiling back at her I said, "I just wanted to spend more time with you." Heather smiled and blushed. I don't know why, but this turned me on immensely. She was a genuine sweetheart, that's for sure. We played for about fifteen minutes when we heard her Mom yell down to us that it was time to turn in for the night. Looking over at the clock on the nightstand we noticed that it was 11:50 at night. Tomorrow would be a big day, so we agreed that it was time to head to bed. I found the switch to turn off the game, and turned to say goodnight to Heather. She surprised the heck out of me when I turned to face her and she met me with her lips. Heather planted a wonderfully soft kiss on me. She then reached down and took hold of my hands and said, "After everyone goes to sleep, why don't you stop by my room and we can talk some more." "Are you sure that'll be OK? What if someone hears me?" I asked. With a gentle squeeze of my hands Heather smiled and said, "well silly, don't make any noise." With that she turned and left. The house seemed to be awake and noisy for quite a while. At one point, still hearing laughter and talking in the kitchen I looked over at the clock and saw that it was now 1:07 am. Disappointed, I knew that I wouldn't get a chance to visit Heather that night. As I laid there thinking about the evening, I felt my penis begin to get hard. Thinking about how it felt when Heather placed her hand on my thigh made my penis twitch. Figuring that there was no way that I was going to be able to sneak upstairs to see her, I began to stroke my hard dick. I began to visualize Heather's body in those sweats and how she looked in those jeans! Then I began to fantasize about what she must have looked like under those sweats. In a matter of seconds I began to feel my orgasm approach. A few more strokes and I shot my load onto my chest and belly. I guess it had been a while since I last came, because I was surprised at the amount of cum that I had shot. Grabbing some tissues from the tissue box on the nightstand, I cleaned up, and turned over and fell asleep. The next morning I awoke to the sound of a running shower. It was obvious from the noise upstairs that most of the family was awake. I could make out the smell of bacon frying, and heard dished rattling. So I got up and jumped in the downstairs shower to start my day. When I went upstairs breakfast was just about ready. They had quite a spread of food and it all looked great! Just at that moment Heather walked into the kitchen. Her Dad said, "Good morning sunshine." "Right back at cha Dad," said Heather. As I sat at the table having my breakfast Heather flashed me a strange look. There was no doubt that she was asking me "where the heck were you last night?" When no one was looking I mouthed the words "I'll tell you later." Things got a little hectic at the house as people frantically prepared for the party. So with everyone pitching in doing some last minute cleaning and preparing of food, I never had an opportunity talk to Heather. Before I realized it, the party was starting. Guests began to arrive and my cousins were taking coats and I was part of the group moving the guests down into the family room. In total there were probably about sixty people gathered to celebrate my grandparent's wedding anniversary. Then came the word; "They're here!" A hush fell across the room. When the door opened and they walked inside, everyone yelled "SURPRISE!" Everyone cheered and the celebration began. While everyone was moving around to other parts of the house and greeting my grandparents, I finally caught up with Heather. She had dressed up for the occasion and was wearing a very pretty black dress. Dressed in heels and nylons, she looked extremely attractive. And I told her so. "Wow, you look phenomenal, Heather!" "Thanks. You look pretty sharp yourself," she said. "Thanks. About last night...," and I was cut off by Heather. "I know. The house was pretty noisy and people seemed to be up all night." Nodding I said, "Yep. I wanted to, really, I did. But I was afraid that I'd be seen." Looking coy, Heather said, "Well, maybe we can make up for that today?" "Really?" I smiled. "How?" Smiling and looking away, Heather said, "you'll just have to wait and see." With that, Heather walked upstairs to assume her role as a party host and help with the food. As the party went on the alcohol flowed freely. By late afternoon most everyone was feeling no pain. I had hooked up with distant cousins and Uncles and had been drinking my share of beer. With everyone inside and in a controlled environment, I guess the adults didn't care whether there was underage drinking going on. I noticed that Heather had been drinking wine and Champaign with the women in the kitchen, and had replaced her high heel shoes with a pair of slippers. As I stood at the doorway I caught Heather's eye and motioned to her to come out to talk. Grabbing her wine she left the kitchen and met me by the stairs. "How are you doing?" I asked. "Fine. And you?" "Juuuuust peachy," I said trying to get a laugh. "Wanna do something fun?" she asked. "Sure! What do you have in mind?" I asked. "I've been thinking about this all day, and I think I have a treat for you. Wait about five minutes, then go into the upstairs bathroom and look under the sink." And with that, she quickly looked around and gave me a quick peck on the cheek, spun around and walked back the kitchen. Taking a drink of my beer I wondered what she was up to. So I checked my watch and took note of the time, 4:06pm. I polished off the rest of my beer and decided to grab a bottle of water from the coolers out on the back porch. I figured that I was going to need all my senses for what lie ahead and didn't want to get drunk. My watch read 4:12pm, so I swallowed hard and headed towards the bathroom. On my way I noticed Heather back in the kitchen. This confused me. And seeing me walk past the doorway she smiled and looked back down at the food she was preparing. I entered the bathroom and did as she said. I opened the cabinet under the sink and didn't see anything unusual. All I saw was a stack of towels and some rolls of toilet paper. And then I saw it; a little bit of white fabric sticking out from between the bath towels. I carefully lifted the towels and my heart skipped a beat at what I saw. Laid carefully between the towels were Heather's panties. I turned to make sure that I had locked the door, and then pulled the panties out to examine them. I felt my dick begin to get hard as I stood up. I held the panties and immediately took notice of the crotch. It was damp and covered with a creamy liquid. I felt the material and was convinced that what I was feeling was Heather's pussy sauce. The moist crotch was still warm to the touch so I did what every other red-blooded 18 year-old boy would do; I smelled them. "Aw, yes," I thought. This was the unmistakable scent of pussy juice. And fresh juice, at that! So what was I supposed to do now? Here I was holding a wet pair of panties from my very sexy cousin, and I had a hard-on that could break steel. Trying to figure out what Heather's game was, it occurred to me. She wanted to share cum, but with the party going on, we obviously wouldn't be able to do anything for quite a while. So she crafted a kinky little game of masturbation. I quickly unfastened my pants and belt and pushed them down to the floor. I grabbed my rock-hard penis and began stroking it. Then I took Heather's panties and wrapped the wet crotch around my shaft and began pumping. The feeling was nothing like I had felt before. I was rubbing my penis in her crotch of her soft panties, where her pussy had leaked her cum. I only had to stroke my dick a few times before I felt that familiar feeling beginning to build. I pulled the panties off my dick and kept stroking it. As my orgasm neared I laid the crotch out on the counter and took aim. Whamo! One, two, three jets of cum splattered onto the crotch of her panties. I kept stroking my dick, milking all of my cum from my dick and onto her panties. Using the area that covered her ass, I carefully wiped away the dribbling cum off my penis and hand. With my load deposited into the crotch, I carefully folded the panties back up so that my cum would stay in place, and returned them to the stack of towels. I then careful replaced the top towel over the panties to hide them, and quickly closed the cabinet door. I had to wait a few minutes before my erection subsided. This was difficult as the thought of having Heather find my cum in her panties sent shockwaves through me. Finally, with my penis successfully tucked away back in my pants, I made sure the bathroom was as it was when I got there, and left. I walked into the kitchen and there stood Heather, fixing a salad. I noticed that she still had her pantyhose on, which meant that with her panties in the bathroom, she was naked under that dress, except for the hose. This thought made my penis begin to stir again, so I grabbed a soft drink from the fridge and began to head downstairs where the kids were watching TV. As I passed through the doorway I looked back at Heather. She looked up at me and smiled. The Anniversary Reunion Ch. 01 About fifteen minutes later Heather came downstairs. I noticed her standing by the railing and got up to meet her. Heather was grinning ear to ear. "Thanks for leaving me that present," I said. "You're welcome. You obviously enjoyed it," she said with a sexy smile. "Do you always cum that much?" Lying through my teeth I said, "Um, I dunno, I don't do that very often." Looking up at me with her head pointed at the ground, Heather said, "I liked the taste. Do you think you could do that some more?" My penis had begun to stir again as I answered, "Um, sure." "Good," she said. "I already put them back for you." Breathlessly I said, "I want to touch you!" "Not yet, Steve. We can't. Too many people." Heather turned and walked back upstairs. Regaining my senses, I followed her up the stairs and when Heather went straight towards the kitchen, I made a left turn down the hall to the bathroom. When I got there someone was using it, so I waited anxiously in the hallway. Soon the door opened and another one of my Aunts came out. I startled her when she came out. Excusing myself, I nearly pushed her aside as I went in and locked the door behind me. I quickly opened the cabinet door and moved the towels, and there it was. Heather's wet panties were folded neatly for me. I pulled them out and stood up. With my hands shaking a little bit, I slowly opened them up to look at the crotch. A gasp escaped my lips before I knew what happened. The crotch was soaked with pussy juice! It was almost as if she had masturbated in them, and then stuffed the crotch into her sopping wet pussy to soak up all the cum. They were warm, slippery and smelled of sex. Just then I heard a knock on the door. "Honey, are you OK?" It was my Aunt Edna. I guess because I shot past her so quickly to get in the bathroom she must have thought I was sick or something. "Um, yeah, I'm fine," I fired back. Aunt Edna, sounding concerned said, "OK then... just making sure." Realizing that I wouldn't be able to stay in the bathroom very long with Aunt Edna checking up on me, I decided to replace Heather's panties under the sink and come back later. When I opened the bathroom door there was Aunt Edna. "You sure you're OK Steven?" "Yes maam, I'm fine. I just really had to go, that's all," I said with a chuckle. I walked past Aunt Edna and just before turning the corner I looked back to see what Aunt Edna was doing. The nosey woman was peering into the bathroom as if to make sure everything was OK. I kept walking. I waited about five minutes and felt the need to return to the bathroom. Making sure Aunt Edna wasn't anywhere in sight, I quickly went in and closed the door behind me. Once locked, I quickly went under the sink to retrieve Heather's panties. "Shit!" I exclaimed. The panties were not there! I pulled all the towels out and frantically searched for the panties. Then it hit me.... "Aunt Edna!" Panicked, I quickly put the towels back and closed the cabinet door. I had no sooner stood up when I heard a soft knock at the door. But this time the knock wasn't coming from the hallway. It was coming from the door that exited into the bedroom. "Who is it?" I asked. There was no answer. Then another knock. I carefully opened the door and got the shock of my life. It was Aunt Edna. I felt the blood rush out of my head as she pushed her way into the bathroom. "What's the matter?" I asked. Holding up Heather's panties, Aunt Edna said, "Are you looking for these?" "They appear to be from a smaller young lady, and are a tad wet in the middle." Trying to think of something intelligent to say, I answered back, "I don't know what you are talking about." "Really? Is that so." Edna grabbed my hands and sniffed my fingers. "They smell like these panties do." By now I was shitting bricks. "Steven, this will be out little secret, on one condition." I answered back, "What's that?" Edna shocked me by answering, "that you make my panties as wet as these." With that she grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me square on the lips. I could clearly taste the alcohol on her lips and breath, and simply tried to keep my balance as Aunt Edna pushed me back against the bathroom counter. I had never really looked at my Aunt Edna that closely, but I guess she was pretty attractive. And really, Aunt Edna wasn't my real Aunt, but instead she was something like an Aunt, twice removed, or something like that. Anyway, I wasn't really sure exactly how we were related. Still, Edna was about 45 years old and stood about 5'6" with dark brown hair and a slender figure. She was dressed in a pants suit that showed me that she had taken care of herself. Edna was running her hands all over my body, in a frenzied way. This woman was really sexed up and needed some lovin'. While my original thoughts were of Heather, I felt that I was being blackmailed into pleasuring this women or she'd rat us out. So I went for it! I quickly began to unbutton Edna's blouse and pushed her jacket off her shoulders and onto the floor behind us. Next I pulled her blouse up and out of her pants and aggressively pulled it from her shoulders and through it to the floor. Breathing heavily, Edna began tugging at my jeans and in seconds had the snap and zipper open and was reaching into my underwear. When her hand reached my hardening dick she let out a moan. With Edna stroking my dick I undid the clasp on her bra and released her breasts to my waiting mouth. Throwing her head back, Edna took a deep breath as I began to suck her nipples. Edna had nice tits with no sag to speak of. With a flat stomach and nice tits, she was indeed in good shape and pretty darn sexy. As I was working magic on her nipples, I began to undo her pants. Pushing her pants down off her hips I bit down onto her left nipple. This seemed to send a shiver into Edna and caused her to grab my head between her hands, forcing my head harder into her chest. I then sucked her right nipple into my mouth and grabbed the waste band of her silk panties and pulled them down past her thighs. Edna's upper body was totally naked and she was standing there with her pants and underwear pushed down to her knees. I could see from the reflection in the mirror that Edna had a nice ass to match her nice body. Knowing that we probably didn't have much time, I stood up and spun Edna around to face the counter and mirror. I quickly pulled my pants down to release my rock-hard dick, and pushed her over towards the counter. With her leaning over the sink I reached down to guide my dick into her hot pussy and Edna responded by grabbing hold of her ass checks to spread them wide for me. I easily found her wet pussy and sank my dick in to the hilt on the first thrust. With her ass firmly planted against my groin, I reached around and began fondling Edna's hanging breasts. I began thrusting into her sopping wet pussy and looked into the mirror to see the look of ecstasy on Edna's face. She was biting her lower lip and meeting me thrust for thrust. Edna's breathing had become labored and she soon reached down between her thighs and began fingering herself. Then leaning down over the counter Edna began moaning into her arm to muffle the noises she was making. "Awwww.... Mmmmm." She began to pick up the pace of our thrusting and I could feel her hand moving faster on her clit. Then all at once she stiffened up and screamed into her arm, barely muffling her cries of pleasure. With laughter and music going on right outside the bathroom door, Edna was quaking from her orgasm. This was all I could handle. With a final thrust I plowed into Edna's wet pussy and let my load go. I felt every jet of cum shoot into her pussy. I couldn't remember the last time I had felt such an intense orgasm and I guessed that it was the excitement of fucking Edna in the bathroom while 60 people were partying right outside the door that did it. I pulled my shinny dick out of Edna's pussy and began to clean myself with tissues. Edna stood up and pulled her panties and pants up over her hips and fastened them. She stopped for a moment and looked at me and smiled. "Now my panties are as soupy as Heather's." Smiling I tried to compose myself and straightened out my clothes. I kissed Edna on the cheek and said, "This is out little secret, right?" Taking a deep breath, Edna answered, "Absolutely." I turned and left the bathroom out the bedroom door. ************************************* The story continues in Chapter 2. The Anniversary Reunion Ch. 02 Continued from Chapter 1 * * * * * I made my way back down the hall and went looking for another beer. After what I had just been through, I needed one. My head was swimming with confusion. I had just been blackmailed into fucking Aunt Edna. And while it was certainly pleasurable, I found the whole thing to be kind of weird and kinky. Then it hit me... What about Heather? My mind raced with thoughts of whether I should tell her what had just happened. What would I say when she went looking for her panties? How could I explain what happened; that I had gotten caught by Aunt Edna? How could I tell her that Edna forced herself on me? Would Heather believe me? I would soon find out. I had reached the back door and reaching into a cooler full of beer my hand was met by Heather's. Startled, I looked up and said, "Oh, hi. You startled me." "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean too." Heather continued, "I noticed you were in the bathroom a long time. Do I have a present waiting for me in there?" "Well, no. Not exactly." Still looking down at my beer, I continued, "I was caught." "You were what?" asked Heather half laughing. "I was caught by your Aunt Edna." Heather, standing up straight and looking shocked said, "Oh shit! What did you do?" Looking around, I said, "Edna found your panties and confronted me. I guess she saw you leave and then me going in after you." Continuing, I said, "I went in to look for your panties and they weren't there." "Oh shit!" Heather was in a near-panic state. "I was looking for them when someone knocked on the bedroom door. Thinking it might be you, I opened the door." "Oh shit, Steve. What did you do then?" I wasn't sure that I wanted to tell Heather what had happened. Realizing that there was no turning back, I continued. "Well, what else could I do? I let her in." She asked me about your panties and told me that if I didn't make her panties just as wet as yours she would tell our folks everything." With her eyes as big as silver dollars, with her hands instinctively covering her mouth, Heather exclaimed, "Oh my God! I can't believe this! So what did you do next?" Looking directly into her eyes, I said calmly, "I did as she instructed." "No way!" was Heather's reaction, almost laughing. With that, Heather grabbed me by the hand and told me to follow her. She led me down stairs into the garage. Once there, Heather closed the door to the house and began pacing back and forth. With her hands over her mouth she finally spoke up. "Do you think she'll tell anyone?" "Nah. She agreed to keep it a secret," I said. Looking at me through watery eyes, Heather asked, "Did you...?" Not knowing how she would react, I said, "Yes. I had to. I didn't want anything to happen to you. I didn't care about myself, my only thought was you." With that Heather ran into my arms and hugged me tight. "I can't believe you did that for me. Thank you Steve. If my parents ever found out...." Cutting her off, I began stroking her hair and said, "They never will. You're fine." With that Heather put her arms around my neck and kissed me. This wasn't your friendly cousin kiss, either. This was a passionate, loving, and emotional kiss. We probably kissed a good minute or so before she caught herself and stepped back. "We should get back to the party. Someone will notice we're gone." Nodding I answered, "Yea, OK." Pausing a moment I spoke up, "Um, Heather...." "Yes Steve?" "You know, I had to do it, don't you? I mean, its not like I wanted to." Looking down at the ground I continued, "she pushed herself into the bathroom and forced herself on me." I felt my eyes well up and looking up at the ceiling I wiped away my eyes and put my hands in my pockets. "I just need you to know that. I didn't want to do it." Heather, looking sad said softly, "Yeah, I know. I can't believe she would do that. She and Uncle Jack have been married for so long....." Just before we went back into the house Heather stopped and turned to face me. "Thank you Steve. You are really special." With that, Heather opened the door and headed upstairs. I stayed back to gather my thoughts. As part of my emotional state I exhaled and said out loud, "I blew it." I leaned back against my Uncle's car and began thinking about how my little screw with Aunt Edna pretty much ruined my growing relationship with Heather. It took me a few minutes to get my thoughts together, and once I felt I was "together" I left the garage and went back upstairs. I needed a beer and needed to get the whole situation out of my mind. About ten minutes later I was having a beer and hanging out in the kitchen with all the men at the party. There was lots of laughing, and someone had the brilliant idea of eating jalapeno peppers and chasing them down with tequila. So I figured it was a great time to see what everyone else was doing, and quickly left for safer ground. When I reached the doorway overlooking the living room I saw Edna. She was laughing it up with a group of women and she gave no indication that anything had happened earlier. This made me a little angry. Just at that moment I heard a "Pssst." Turning to my right I saw Heather standing by her bedroom door. Looking around to make sure no one was looking, I walked down the hall towards her. When I got close, Heather grabbed my arm and yanked me into her room and closed the door behind us. Standing there in the dark with only the moonlight to light up her room, Heather grabbed my hands and said. "I can't get it out of my mind." "What?" I asked. "What you did for me. I don't know why, but it has me so turned on that if you don't take me right now I think I'm going to explode." "What about the party? Won't someone walk in on us?" I asked. With that, Heather reached over and locked her door. "Now they can't. No one will miss us, trust me," she said with a wicked smile. I grabbed Heather and pulled her to me. We began kissing frantically. I held Heather's head in my hands and kissed her. Heather responded by wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling me back towards her bed until we both fell on to it. I rolled her over onto her back and began French-kissing her. I began running my hand up and down her body taking in every detail. My penis was rock-hard from Heather's kissing. I was rubbing my dick against her thigh and she was pushing back onto my groin. She reached down and cupped my penis in her hand and gave it a squeeze. In response I moved my hand up to her breast and began massaging her wonderful tits. In a matter of seconds I felt her nipples stiffen through her bra. Squirming under my touch, Heather began tugging at my pants and zipper. I slid my hand back down her smooth body until I reached the bottom of her dress. I slipped my hand under her dress and began to slide it up her thigh until I reached her panty hose covered pussy. I could easily feel her lips through the material and felt its warmth and wetness. She was soaking her hose. I was so turned on at this point I knew I had to taste her wonderful pussy. Leaving her luscious lips, I began to move down her body while kissing her neck and her cleavage area. Sliding down her body I reached under her dress and grabbed the tops of her pantyhose and began pulling them down. Heather lifted her ass off the bed to help me get the hose off her easier. Once I had removed the hose I moved between her legs and pushed them apart to give me better access to her luscious box. I stood for a moment and grabbed her thighs to pull her to the edge of the bed. Now her ass cheeks were right on the edge of the bed. I then held her legs up with both hands and from this position I marveled at the sight before me. Here was Heather with her beautiful pussy shinning in the moonlight and her little rosebud asshole winking at me for attention. Wanting to savor this as much as possible, I started by kissing the backs of her thighs and moved down around to her ass cheeks. Letting my lips drag across her skin in between soft kisses, I circled her ass cheeks and then moved back up to the backs of her thighs. I was switching back and forth between sides and each time I moved a little closer to her wet and fragrant pussy. When I had gotten within about an inch from her pussy Heather's hips began moving up and down and her breathing became labored. I began to gently blow air across her pussy lips and her exposed clitoris. This gave her goose bumps and caused her to coo and laugh softly. Finally, I couldn't wait any longer, and I knew Heather couldn't either. I slipped my tongue into her pussy and with my pointed tongue I moved the tip up through her lips and across her swollen clit. Heather began to moan. "Mmmm Steve, that feels incredible." I continued to lick her slit and circle my tongue around her clit. After a few more minutes of this Heather's pussy had become totally drenched. Pussy juice had begun to trickle out of her pussy and was running down onto her sexy little asshole and on to the bed. Taking my right hand I inserted my middle finger into her pussy and began to work on her g-spot. Heather's breathing became very heavy and her hips were thrusting into my face and hand. Feeling brave, I moved my tongue away from her clit and down to her ass. When my tongue hit her asshole Heather held her breath and stiffened. Obviously surprised by my action, I took my left hand off her legs and caressed her thigh, relaxing her. Releasing her breath Heather spoke. "I've never felt anything like this before. This is incredible." I took my left hand and slid it around over the top of her thigh, pulling it down on top of my shoulder. I then wrapped my arm around her thigh and over her pelvic area in order to finger her clit. With one hand in her pussy applying pressure on her g-spot, the other working on her clit, and my tongue playing with her ass, it was only a matter of seconds before Heather began to cum. And cum she did! She came hard and furious. It was such a turn on to see Heather cum. She was clinching the bedspread with her hands and tossing her head back and forth. Heather let her orgasm roll over her body and convulsed through her post-orgasm twitches. Her pussy juice was all over the place including the bedspread. Her sweet juices had completely soaked my face and were beginning to run down my neck. I let her wind down and catch her breath for a few minutes while I softly caressed her thighs, stomach and breasts. Her spasms and twitches seemed to last for several minutes. I began to softly kiss her legs, thighs and pubic hair, as I raised myself up to lay next to her for some more kissing. Heather took my head in her hands and kissed me with passion that I had never experienced. Breaking our kiss Heather whispered, "I taste pretty good don't I?" As I smiled back at her Heather began to lick her cum from my lips and face. And after a minute of this Heather rolled me onto my back and lowered her mouth to my exposed penis, completely taking my breath away. Holding my hard dick in her hand she began licking the shaft and circled her tongue around the tip. Then she held the tip inside her mouth and gently sucked while stroking my shaft. After repeating this a couple of times she began to deep-throat me. The feeling was incredible. As she sucked on my dick she positioned her tongue so that it rubbed the bottom side of my penis shaft, sending me into orbit. It wasn't long before I began to feel that familiar tension in my balls building as my orgasm got closer. Sensing that I was close, Heather lifted her mouth off my penis and said, "Not yet. I need you inside me first." I didn't need any more direction than that. I unzipped the back of Heather's dress and pulled it over her head and tossed it to the floor. Heather leaned over and unfastened her bra and tossed it at me playfully. This was the first time I had seen her magnificent boobs. They were unreal. They were firm, perky, and with sexy little nipples that were hard with anticipation. I removed my pants and positioned myself between her legs. As I slide up I took each breast into my mouth and gently sucked her nipples. They seemed to get even harder under my touch, and then I noticed that Heather had once again gotten goose bumps. It was really cute. Reaching down between us, Heather took hold of my erect penis and guided me into her sopping wet pussy. Her pussy felt incredibly smooth and tight. I had to hold myself still for a moment to keep from cumming. While I waited Heather began to run her fingernails up and down my back, giving me my turn at goose bumps. After a couple of seconds I began to slowly thrust in and out of her fabulous pussy. Heather raised her legs up and wrapped her arms behind her knees. This allowed her to hold her legs up high giving me full access to her wetness with the deepest possible penetration. I moved up and buried my dick in as far as I could and Heather arched her back and held my shoulders. On the next deep thrust she wrapped her legs around my neck and gabbed my ass with her hands. We made love in this position for several minutes, trying to keep our love making as quiet as possible. This wasn't easy as we found that her bed had an annoying squeak. Heather motioned for me to roll over and she quickly straddled my body. She stroked my slippery dick a few times and guided back into her luscious pussy. Soon we settled into a nice slow rhythm. I really liked seeing Heather in this position. With the moonlight coming through the window I was able to see her beautiful face and breasts move to our thrusting. Her body seemed to glisten in the moonlight. Then Heather leaned forward and began French-kissing me - she was a fabulous kisser! After a few more hard thrusts Heather slowed her pace and began slowly, but deliberately, guiding my penis in and out of her wet pussy. This seemed to make our love making even more sexual and intense. While still French-kissing me, Heather leaned forward a little bit more and let my penis slid out of her pussy. But before I could react her hand was holding my dick and guiding me back in. However, something felt different. She was moving the head of my penis around and then I felt myself slip inside something very warm and tight. Heather then slowly rolled herself back onto me. It was then that I realized that Heather had just given me her virgin ass. I had never had anal sex before, and was worried at first. But it didn't take more than a couple of slow thrusts for me to become a big fan of this forbidden act. I had thought her pussy felt fabulous, but her ass was simply mind shattering! And the best part was, Heather seemed to be really enjoying it. We rocked back and forth with my dick sliding in and out of her ass, all the while maintaining our wet French kiss. The kissing was broken for a moment when Heather leaned up a little bit to catch her breath. Still fucking my dick, Heather looked me straight in the eye and said, "Cum in my ass Steve. I've got to feel your cum fill me ass." I pulled her back down to me and we kissed some more. I then wrapped my arms around her back and waist and began to fuck her ass with long, slow strokes. I felt Heather slide her hand down between us to finger her clit. This turned me on and I let out a moan into her open mouth. Heather moaned back at me and began to meet my thrusts with the same long slow deliberate strokes as before. She was matching me stroke for stroke. All at once Heather stiffened and began quaking on top of me while still kissing me. Her breathing became very labored and short. I could feel her strong orgasmic breathing coming from her nose as we kissed and this turned me on even more. Squeezing her into my body I began to cum. I came in her ass her with a force that I had never felt before. I felt jet after jet of cum coat the inside of her anal passage. As out orgasms faded we held each other tight. Heather's head had fallen next to mine and she was now breathing into my ear. I began rubbing my hands up from her ass cheeks to her shoulders, and back down again. I was simply taking it all in and enjoying the feeling of her sexy body. We laid there for several minutes before either of us moved. Before I had realized what I was saying, I had whispered in her ear, "You are so beautiful and sexy. I don't want this to end." Heather lifted her head, gave me a sexy kiss, and answered, "it doesn't have to end, yet. We still have the rest of the week." Smiling, she lifted herself off me and rolled onto her side. We agreed that we needed to get ourselves put back together, and return to the party. Looking over at her clock radio we realized that we had been making love for nearly an hour. Laughing, we quickly got dressed, gave each other another soulful kiss, and I left her room. A moment later Heather would do the same. For the rest of the night we stayed pretty close and participated in the celebration with our families. Every now and then we'd exchange smiles and make eye contact. As for the rest of the week, well, we got together a few more times after that night. Each time was more incredible than the previous. We're still close today and enjoy a very special relationship.