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A Family Christmas

By: kms1987



Trevor Lloyd was the nicest man I'd ever known. He was kind, compassionate and genuinely cared about other people. So it was no surprise to me or the rest of the neighbourhood that he couldn't bear to leave his wife of fifteen years when he found out she was having an affair. The rest of us, including his children, all knew what was going on, but no one was willing to break the poor guy's heart and tell him.

Mr Lloyd had a few house staff who he was extremely generous to. He had a housekeeper who took care of the cooking and cleaning, a yardsman who also doubled as a pool cleaner and me, the nanny. We all received a large bonus at the end of the year, as well as two weeks holiday leave. Mr Lloyd always loved to celebrate Christmas. It was his favourite time of year, and as such, he paid for his staff's interstate flights to see family for the holiday.

This year, however, it was understandable that he didn't really have much interest in any Christmas festivities. It was always special family time for him. It was really the only time he took time off work. Being the CEO of a national engineering company didn't really allow for many family functions. He was constantly flying around the country.

Rebecca Lloyd, however, was a stark contrast to her husband. Her platinum blond, shoulder-length hair, pale blue eyes and petite figure made her look like an actual ice queen. She was fairly attractive physically, which was another polar opposite to her husband, who was balding, rounding in the middle and rather short. Her personality was her downfall. She was always complaining about how much money Mr Lloyd spent on the staff. Her theory was that we should be lucky to even have live-in jobs, let alone get paid over triple minimum wage.

Not to mention the fact that I'm almost positive the only reason she had children was to keep her husband happy, and that meant she could keep living the high life. Mrs Lloyd wasn't particularly interested in her children, which was why she made her husband hire a nanny. According to the housekeeper, Betty, the only stipulation Mrs Lloyd had was that Mr Lloyd had to hire someone who wasn't attractive. In a way, it made me feel better that I'd gotten the job based on my resume rather than my looks. At five foot seven, slightly overweight with a mass of frizzy, red curls, I wasn't exactly pulling the boys in.

I couldn't understand how a man as nice as Mr Lloyd could stay with a woman like her. A few days after he found out about his wife's affair, I plucked up the courage to ask him.

"Mr Lloyd, may I ask you something personal?" He'd taken some extra time off work in the hope he could fix his marriage.

"Yes, Amanda, what is it?"

"Excuse me for being so blunt, but how could you stay married to Mrs Lloyd knowing what she's done?"

He gave me a sad smile. "Amanda, one day you will find someone who you love so deeply that it far outweighs anything they may or may not do."

I was actually slightly shocked by his answer. I knew how much he loved his wife, but I honestly expected him to tell me he didn't want to hurt his children by leaving his wife. After all, he loved those children more than anything or anyone else.

"Is Mrs Lloyd even interested in fixing this?" I think I pitited the man more than I respected him, at this point.

"I don't know. I haven't had a chance to speak to her about it. She knows I know about the affair, though."

"What about Christmas? It's less than a week away."

"Oh, don't worry, Amanda. You'll all start your leave on the 22nd."

"That's not what I meant. You always have a big family celebration for Christmas. How are you going to cope this year? It's not exactly a happy time for you, or the children, for that matter."

"I'm hoping Rebecca and I can talk things through before Christmas. We're still a family at this point, so even if she does want a divorce, at least we'll get one more Christmas together."

"Well good luck, Mr Lloyd. I hope it all works out for the better." I turned and walked away from the man, and really felt sorry for him, but also felt that he deserved a Christmas worth looking forward to.

I started organising something special for him not long after our conversation. I recruited the other two staff members to help with the planning, and even got the children involved. So far, all we'd worked out was that we'd stay here instead of taking our holiday leave, just in case Mrs Lloyd decided she wanted nothing to do with a family celebration.

It was the 21st of December by the time we'd gotten our plans well and truly underway. Betty was going to cook a traditional Christmas feast using the food Mr Lloyd had already asked her to purchase, Steve, the yardsman, was going to create a "Christmas Wonderland" on the large, manicured back lawn using some decorations he planned to hire, and I was going to organise a photographer for Christmas Day. The three of us were going to use our end-of-year bonus to pay for the photographer.

Mr Lloyd's children, Tabitha and Oliver, had announced that they were going to make the decorations for the table. I'd encouraged them to do something personal rather than asking their mother to buy something. At ages 12 and 10 respectively, they could probably pull off something decent. Either way, I think Mr Lloyd would be thrilled with their efforts.

On the 22nd, Mr Lloyd gathered the staff together, which, at this time of year, meant he was going to hand out our bonuses and organise our flights for that afternoon.

"It's been another great year with the three of you. I honestly don't know what I'd do without you all. Despite the hiccups with my wife, we hope to have a nice Christmas together, and I hope you have a wonderful time with your families as well." He handed each of us an envelope which contained our cheques. "Now. I need to sort out each of your flights. What time do you want to leave?"

We'd all discussed what we were going to do when this conversation came around. It had been decided that we'd allow Mr Lloyd to schedule our flights in our name, and then cancel the flights, refunding the money back to him. The children had even got hold of some local events that they were going to get their father to take them to over the next couple of days so he wouldn't notice us still at the house.

"If you can organise our flights for the same time, Mr Lloyd, we've decided we'd like to leave together at 2pm." Betty was the one who spoke up.

"I'm sure I can do that, Betty. I'll have a driver take you all to the airport at 2pm for 4pm flights. Will that do?"

The three of us nodded and then excused ourselves. I headed to my room to pretend to pack, but instead flicked on the tv and waited for Mr Lloyd's phone call to say he'd organised the flights. It only talk about 20 minutes before that call came. After getting the details from him, he gave his apologies that he wouldn't be able to see us off as the children wanted to go to a Christmas play.

Once we'd said our good-byes and given our well wishes, the phone call was over. I immediately called the airport, gave them all of the details and cancelled my flight. The phone rang again less than a minute after my call to the airport. It was Betty saying that both her and Steve had also cancelled their flights, but they had no idea who Mr Lloyd was going to call to take us to the airport. I hadn't even thought about that part.

When the driver showed up at exactly 2pm, I went out and explained to him that he wouldn't be needed after all. It turned out he'd known Mr Lloyd for quite some time, so when I told him about our plans, he quickly switched from irritated to grateful that Mr Lloyd actually had people who cared about him.

Turning back to the house after seeing the driver off, I guessed that Mr Lloyd and the children would be out until well after dinner time. He wasn't exactly known for his cooking, so it wasn't out of the ordinary that he'd take the children out for dinner. Usually, it resulted in them wanting a burger and a milkshake, rather than some fancy restaurant that his wife preferred.

Once inside, I got some photographer's phone numbers off the internet and started ringing around. Most were not working on Christmas Day, and those that were, were already booked. Only one said he'd call me back if his clients cancelled, but I knew that would be unlikely. I called Betty and Steve, asking them to meet me in the kitchen.

I found them there less than five minutes later.

"I've run into a problem. No photographers are available for Christmas."

Steve spoke up. "I'm alright with a camera, so I could probably take the photos, but I wouldn't be able to do any of the fancy stuff or print them."

"Well, one photographer said he'd call me back if his clients cancelled, but I can't see that happening, so you might have to do it. I can probably get someone to do the editing and printing after Christmas, though. Have you got a decent camera?"

"It takes decent photos, so I guess it's a decent camera. I'm not big on technology, Mandy, you know that."

"Alright. It'll have to do, I guess. How's everything going for the two of you?"

"A few decorations I wanted for the lawn weren't available, but I can make do with what I've got. Otherwise, everything's fine."

"How about you, Betty?"

"I've got everything under control. All of the ingredients I need, Mr Lloyd has already bought." Betty gave a polite smile.

"Ok. Mr Lloyd and the children will be home after dinner most likely, so make sure you're out of sight by then."

We said our good-byes and went off in different directions. I hoped Steve could pull off some good photos, because it may be the last family photos Mr Lloyd will get.

On Christmas Eve, things really got going. The children had finished making their table decorations, which were better than I expected, and they'd got their dad to take them to some sort of Christmas fair for the day. Betty was spending the day preparing and cooking all the meals for the next day, and Steve was starting to set up a few small things that Mr Lloyd wouldn't notice. Steve would put up the rest tonight, so they'd be a surprise tomorrow morning.

I still wasn't sure whether Mr Lloyd had spoken to his wife or whether she was even going to be here for Christmas. Usually, she showed up, but was completely uninterested in the whole event. The only part she enjoyed was her seemingly endless supply of red wine. I felt yet another pang of pity for Mr Lloyd.

By the end of the day, everything was ahead of schedule. Betty had completely finished cooking and Steve had enough spare time that he was practicing his photography skills. He'd shown me his camera and the quality of the photos, and although they were taken by an amateur, they were still pretty good. We all headed back to our rooms long before Mr Lloyd and the children came home.

At about 10pm, after Mr Lloyd and the children had gone to bed, I snuck out to see how much more Steve had done. He was still working hard when I reached the back lawn, and it all looked magical. There was fake snow all over the lawn, fairy lights amonst the trees along with masses of silver tinsel and gold baubles. The trees were even topped with glittery stars.

"Wow, Steve. This looks incredible."

Steve smiled. "Thanks, Mandy. There was more that I wanted to do, but like I said, those decorations weren't available anymore. This'll have to do."

"I think Mr Lloyd and the children will love it no matter what. You've done an amazing job."

Steve and I chatted for a few more minutes before I headed back inside. The children's table decorations were hidden in my wardrobe, so I had to sneak back to my room and retrieve them, and then creep back to the dining room so I could decorate the table. It was nearly midnight by the time I headed to bed.

The next morning, Christmas Day, I woke up to my alarm, which was set for 5am. I quickly showered, put on some smart clothes and headed to the kitchen, to check on Betty. She'd made a start on breakfast and had already set the table. Steve came into the kitchen a few minutes later holding his camera. I was pleased that both of them had put on some decent clothes.

By 6am, Betty had laid out breakfast and the children had woken Mr Lloyd and had come running into the dining room, giving the three of us their cheeky smiles. Mr Lloyd had stumbled sleepily after them. He snapped awake when he saw us there, along with the decorated table and fabulous food Betty had made. He smiled broadly.

"I thought the three of you were supposed to be with your families. It is Christmas, after all."

I smiled back. "We decided to forego our holiday and create a special Christmas for your family. We know it hasn't been an easy time for any of you, so we thought this would lift some stress."

"And here I was planning on just going to a restaurant. Thank you all. I really appreciate this. However, I would like it if the three of you would actually take your holiday leave as of tomorrow. Ok?"

We nodded our agreement, happy that Mr Lloyd was happy.

"Mr Lloyd? Would you like to see something else?" Steve gestured to the back lawn.

"There's more? Come on, kids. Let's go have a look." Mr Lloyd and the children headed out the back, while Steve got ready with his camera. "Holy hell. This is amazing. Who did this?"

"I did, Mr Lloyd. Go out and have a look around. I'll take some photos of you and the children, if you like." Steve lifted his camera.

Mr Lloyd and the children spent a good half hour looking at all of the decorations and playing with the fake snow. Mr Lloyd wandered back over to us while the children continued to play, and Steve kept taking photos. It wasn't hard to notice that Mrs Lloyd hadn't shown up.

"Mr Lloyd, will your wife be joining you today?" I asked quietly.

"Unfortunately not, Amanda. I spoke with her the other day and she's decided she wants a divorce. I did ask her to spend this last Christmas with us, but she said she didn't want anything to do with it."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr Lloyd. If there's anything I can do, please let me know."

"The three of you have done enough. You've made our Christmas. Thank you again."

The rest of the day went along without a hitch. Mr Lloyd insisted Betty, Steve and I join him and the children for the meals. It was one of the best Christmases I'd ever had, and making Mr Lloyd's day just made it even better. 

A Family Christmas Party



Evelyn, or Eve to her friends, was looking forward to going back home for Christmas. She missed her parents.  Most of all she was looking forward to the Connell Family Christmas party, where she would see her cousin Marcus. She'd been gone from home for about a year now after getting accepted to a College on the east coast, some 1,500 miles away from home. 

During the year away from home she'd had a few boyfriends here and there, but they all ended up breaking up with her because she didn't have enough time for them with school and all. Even though she had promised herself that they wouldn't have sex again, she kind of hoped that some how during the Christmas break she would be able to make love to her cousin Marcus again. He was the only man that she'd met that knew how to really make her feel satisfied; perhaps it was because they were so close. 

Eve and Marcus had been born only a month apart, Marcus being the older. They had grown up together and had been like brother and sister for all of their young lives. Really, it was less like siblings and more like close best friends. Of course, in those days they saw each other more often than once a year because the Connell family was a close one, Momma and Pappa Connell having had ten children total. As a result of this close family unit, the Connell Children were always visiting their parents, so Eve and Marcus hardly went a week without seeing each other. Plus, their relationship was helped by the fact that they were both only children. 

Eve and Marcus had remained close during their childhood, into their pre-teen and teenage years. Eve felt as if she could truly be herself around Marcus. There was no falseness between them; all mind games put away and all masks taken off. They were true and honest with each other. 

As they grew older their closeness became somewhat of an attraction, which they tried to hide from each other. Their relationship was God's cruel joke, because they would have made the perfect couple since they had no secrets and the other always knew if one was hiding something. God must have a sense of humor, since he brought them into this world as blood relations, unable to be together as they truly wanted. Once, Eve had thought about asking Marcus to take her virginity because she was ready to lose it and she knew that Marcus would be the only boy capable of being gentle with her. Unfortunately she'd never worked up the courage to ask him and Teddy Webber had the pleasure of taking her virginity after the winter dance her junior year. Teddy definitely hadn't been gentle; he'd pushed in hard and fast. At the exact moment her hymen had actually popped, she'd let out a little scream. Teddy just laughed and just thrusted in faster, not ever pausing to allow her to get used to him. It was a moment best left forgotten.

When the cousins were kids Marcus was tall and skinny, best described as awkwardly geeky. Eve was something of the same because she had always been very skinny and as a child she had something of a boyish figure. Once puberty took over the cousins' bodies, it was a kind of transformation which would rival the ugly duckling story. Marcus began to fill out and as a result of him joining the basketball team he began to build muscles. He had jet-black hair and brown eyes, traits that didn't come from the Connell side of his family but rather from his Cuban mother. His transformation made him look something like a Greek god, or at least a Cuban one. Eve lost her boyish figure and began to form curves and her breasts began to fill the empty space on her chest. Along with her red hair and green eyes, her newfound figure made her look like a true Irish beauty/vixen. The progression in their features just increased their attraction for each other. 

After Eve told her secret about losing her virginity, Marcus began to heavily flirt and tease with her. He would do things like sneak a hand up the leg of her shorts and try to get a finger into her panties before she slapped her legs closed. When he could tell she wasn't wearing a bra he'd walk up and grab both of her breasts and shake them, screaming "milk shake." The times she was wearing a bra he'd grab a hold of it from behind as if to pop her strap only to let go and have the fastener in back undone. Most of Marcus' flirts usually got him slapped and Eve didn't ever return the flirts. There was one time when Marcus went a bit too far. He actually got a finger into her panties and into her moistness. Eve was stunned and she told him to remove his finger but he wouldn't, so she put her hand between his legs and grabbed the hardening bulge there and began to squeeze, but this action caused Marcus more pleasure than the pain she was trying to inflict. So the two stayed there in a stand off, and Eve nearly had a heart attack when Marcus began to move his finger on her sweet spot. Luckily another relative had knocked at the door and both were afraid to be caught in this little game so each relented the stand off. During the rest of the time they were there, Marcus had to sit with a pillow in his lap. 

Eve remembered last year during the holidays, just before she'd gone off to college. This was when the two cousins had finally given into their forbidden passions and secret desires.

They had been at the Connell family Christmas party. They had a good old time singing and dancing with the Karaoke machine, with all their older and younger cousins, and along with a few Aunts and Uncles joining the chaos. Santa arrived after the Karaoke machine was turned to Christmas songs, and right on cue Santa erupted through the door just as the kids began to sing "Santa Clause is Coming to Town". The younger kids all got gifts from Santa, even Eve and Marcus got something too. ‘Santa' (which was actually their Uncle Mitchell) said it was a college present; the present was calling cards for each of them with 1000 minutes. Everyone knew how close the two were, though not exactly how close, and the calling cards were mostly so they could talk to each other and also to call home, though Marcus' call wouldn't require a calling card, since it would a local call from the local University. 

After Santa had left the older grandkids got to play a dirty Santa game, and this year it was particularly dirty since someone had snuck in a vibrator and pocket pussy into the pile of gifts. Those ended up being the most stolen gifts off all. Eve had her suspicions that it was Marcus, which had snuck the dirty gifts in the pile, but she couldn't prove her theory. 

Next the Connell family children and spouses exchanged gifts from their secret person, names that had been drawn out of hat on Thanksgiving. Then, as the night turned later, some of the alcohol consumed began to affect some of the family members and the party started to wind down. 

The family members with young children started to get ready to go so they would have time to set up for Santa Clauses leavings for Christmas morning. Even though Marcus and Eve's parents didn't need to set up for Santa anymore, they too got ready to go. Marcus and Eve weren't ready to leave each other, since they knew it would be the last time they'd see each other before Eve left for college. The Connell family New Years party had stopped years ago after Uncle Barry missed the stairs and took a drunken fall off Mamma and Pappa Connell's front porch and broke his arm. The two cousins decided that the holiday celebrations weren't over for tonight. 

Marcus turned to Eve. 

"Hey, a couple of friends of mine are throwing a party tonight. I was thinking about going, you wanna go with?" asked Marcus. 

"I suppose. Why not, I have nothing better to do, than just stare at mom and dad all night or attempt to begin packing for school, which is something I'm putting off to the last possible minute." said Eve. 

"Well, then let's go!" Exclaimed Marcus.

Eve told her parents of her plans and knowing that Marcus would look after his cousin they gave their blessing. The two decided to take Marcus' car and come back for Eve's later. 

Before heading off on their little trip Eve had stopped to get something out of her car, which was a bag of extra clothing. Marcus had wanted to know what she needed. 

"Well, I can't very well go to a party looking like Miss Mary prim and proper. So I decided to get out my slut clothes, kept in my car for just a reason like this one." said Eve. 

"On yeah, so where are you going to change? At the party?" asked Marcus.

"Nope, I think your backseat would do the trick," said Eve. 

She hopped in the backseat and as Marcus drove he had a hard time keeping his eyes on the road, because he really wanted to watch the rearview mirror and the action in the backseat. Eve had decided to put on a halter-top along with a mini shirt, both colored passion purple. She had to strip out of her nice blouse and slacks. As she took off her blouse Marcus could hardly watch the road and especially when she took off her bra. 

"Damn, I've never gotten to see your tits before." Exclaimed Marcus. 

"Well, we did play that game of I'll show you mine if you show me yours when we were kids." said Eve. 

"Yeah, but that was when we were eight and we showed off our crotches, and you didn't have knockers like those back then, otherwise I would have asked to see those babies." 

"What? You wanna play with them?" said Eve, holding them up pointed toward the rear view mirror. 

"Hell yeah, just let me pull over." 

"Oh fuck off, you are my cousin. That's a no, no zone." 

"Oh what is so no, no about it? Okay granted we ain't supposed to have sex cause we could get pregnant and the baby would come out with two heads and three arms. So we use protection, so the all harm is avoided. No harm no foul."

"It's just wrong, that's all." 

"Oh come on, your gonna hide behind that. Please, we ain't getting married, just do it once for the fun of it. You know, the two of us together would be something of memories. Come on, it would be like a farewell present before you go off to college."

By this point in the conversation, Eve had finished getting dressed, all to the wide eyes of Marcus in the rear view mirror. He especially liked the view when she turned around to take off her slacks and then pulled up her skirt. She had a shapely ass with a thong caught in between two butt cheeks. After getting dressed, she made her way to the front seat. 

"Oh Marcus, quit fooling around." said Eve. 

"I'm being completely serious. I want you Eve, I've wanted you forever," said Marcus, as he placed a hand on her thigh. 

Eve let the hand stay there for a moment as she caught his eye seeing that he was telling the truth. Then Marcus began to push his hand up her thigh and under her skirt. She immediately pushed his hand away. They road in silence the rest of the way to the party. 

Once they arrived at the party, Eve broke the silence by commenting on the enormity of the friend's house; it was big enough to be considered a small mansion. Soon they were talking and goofing around as usual, the last conversation put away and attempted at being forgotten, at least by one.

They got out of the car and walked up to the house. The door was left open so there was no need to knock. There was music pouring out of the house, but it was all dance tunes, as if Christmas had been forgotten at this party. 

The scene looked typical of any teenage party. The living room was alive with a bunch of writhing dancing bodies doing their best to fuck with clothes on and to the beat of the music. All along the hallway and up the staircase were couples locked in a romantic embrace that was just steps away from stripping down and having at it right there and then. 

Eve and Marcus made their way through all the people until they reached the back room, in which Marcus' friends had set up shop so to speak. Marcus' friends were all chillin' in the back room, talking to whoever came by. Eve had a thought that they might be dealing drugs from back there, and from the look from all the couples she figured it might be ecstasy, but it was all hidden from the casual viewer. 

When Eve and Marcus walked into that backroom, the friends too took one look at Eve and their eyes got wide, then Marcus took her faux fur coat off to put it in the master bedroom and their mouths fell open. Eve couldn't help but stand straighter when she saw the reaction of the friends; it always felt good to make a guy speechless by just walking into a room. 

Marcus began to introduce his friends, all equally geeky looking. The first, a gangly redhead with freckles to match, was named Brett. The next was this muscle bound guy that was only about five feet five inches tall, with a blonde pompadour hair-do and big bright blue eyes that always looked as if they were undressing you, and he went by the name of Greger, though called Greg by his friends. The third friend was obviously Native American, with straight long dark brown hair and matching eyes. He had scars on his face as if he'd had a bad battle with pimples and lost the battle. His name was Ahanu. The last friend had dark curly brown hair and green eyes, with a pair of thick coke bottle glasses, who talked very nasal as if he had a constant runny nose; his name was Vinny, short for Vincent. Of course, it was Marcus who made this oddball group complete and probably the only reason that the rest of them ever got laid. 

Once Eve had talked to each of the friends it became clear that each played a certain role with in the group. Brett was the brains of the group, probably the one that came up with idea of this party with the sole purpose of getting laid before new years. Greg was the horndog who would be the one to go to if you needed someone to fuck the ‘ugly friend'. Also, he was obviously the muscle. If he couldn't get you out of a jam with his fists, he'd probably get you into more trouble with his mouth. Then there was Ahanu, the funny man within the group, guaranteed to make you laugh or die trying. Then there was Vinny. He was the worrywart, the one that developed an ulcer any time the group was up to something no good. Last but not least was Marcus. He was the group's voice of logic and reason, unbelievable, as it might seem.

Apparently the house belonged to Vinny's parents, who were away for the holidays up in the Hamptons and had neglected to take their son along. Vinny was understandably a mess with worry about the party and the afterward clean up. 

Eve, feeling a bit bewildered by her cousin's friends, made an excuse of finding something to drink to get away for a moment. As she left, the friends gathered around Marcus, causing Eve to wonder what he was going to tell them. She hoped that he wouldn't tell them that she was his cousin, because upon finding out that she was fresh meat the friends would all over her in a second, regardless of the fact she was their friend's cousin. 

"So who is that, Marcus?" asked Brett. "You should have told us you knew a fine girl like that."

"Wait a minute. Her name is Eve, isn't that the same name of the cousin you keep talking about?" asked Vinny. 

"Oh yeah, the feisty cousin. Come on, is it her, cause if you can't get with her, I'll be glad to do the honors and tell ya about it afterwards!" Exclaimed Greg. 

"Damn, Marcus you're a cousin fucker! And I mean that in the nicest way possible. Hell if I had a cousin that looked like that I'd fuck her too. So, have you stooped her yet? Play hide and seek with the salami? Played the old incest recess?" asked Ahanu. 

Marcus felt as if he couldn't get a word in edgewise. His friends could be a tad compulsive at times and it could really drag on a person's nerves. 

"Look, there can be two people with the same name. You know." said Marcus without really answering whether or not she was his cousin.

"Yeah, but two fine looking women with the same name. Sounds a bit doubtful," said Brett.

"Huh, yeah Marcus, where are you getting these gals, the fine looking Eve factory? And can I get the address, I want to order me up an Eve too." said Ahanu. 

"Oh, fuck off all of you guys, you all just can't stand the fact that I'm with a damn fine chick for once and you all are dateless wonders as usual." said Marcus loudly. 

"Go fuck yourself"

"Bite my big wanker buddy"

"Not dateless, just wanting too keep myself open for all the pussy I'm getting tonight."

"Oh, we all know you just brainwashed her, that's the only reason she'd be with the fucked up likes of you!" 

"Why am I spending any time with you dorks. I have a hot date that I'm neglecting," said Marcus to their barrage of replies. With that last statement Marcus walked in the direction Eve had gone. 

"Hey, if you do fuck her tonight, you better record the action. We could make some good money off a tape like that. I heard the redheads are fiery in the sack, so if you can't complete the job you know who to call" Yelled Greg from the backroom, loud enough that some of the partygoers turned to look. 

Marcus was embarrassed to find Eve close enough that she'd probably heard Greg's battle cry. 

"What was that about?" asked Eve.

"A bunch of dorks drooling over a gorgeous woman." said Marcus, causing Eve to blush. "Come on, I'm in the mood to get wasted and dance like a moron. Will, you accompany me in this endeavor?" said Marcus. 

"Wasted and dancing like morons, humm sounds like my kind of fun." Giggled Eve. 

After fully meeting the group of friends, Eve had to correct her first impression of them. There was no way they could be selling drugs back there, because all four of them put together wouldn't have the courage for such an endeavor. Besides, the minute they'd open business probably Vinny would have called the cops to turn them in, friends or no friends. 

Marcus and Eve picked themselves out a drink and then made their way through the mass of writhing bodies in the living room. They were able to find a seat on the couch that was void of people, that is until a couple sat down and pushed Marcus and Eve nearly on top of each other. 

They quickly got off the couch before the action between the couple became too intense. The cousins stood in a far corner of the living room, just standing very still. A drunken woman came up to them, and, judging by the way she was swaying, she could have been trying to disconcert if there was two or four people standing there. 

"Hey, man! Whatcha yous guys doing standing there. You're at a party, yous gotta dance or yous gotta get jiggy wit it. Yous looks like a couple of dorks standing all still."

After that the drunken woman suddenly turned pale and rushed off into the crowd, probably looking for a toilet to deposit the contents of her alcohol-poisoned stomach. 

"Yeah, who looks stupid now, you freaking lush." yelled Marcus. 

With that Eve put down her drink and took Marcus by the hand and led him into the crowd of people. 

"Where are you taking me?" asked Marcus yelling over the music and crowd. 

"When in Rome dear cousin." said Eve. 

They made their way to the middle of the dance floor/living room and somehow Eve was able to push people aside so they could dance without being bumped into. Suddenly Eve began this interesting gyration to the beat of the music and Marcus just stood there watching her body move. In all these years that they had grown up together Marcus had never known that Eve could dance, much less dance as provocatively as she was doing at the moment. Of course, there really hadn't been much need for her to dance during their childhood and at most occasions such as weddings they would only do a slight box step, which even someone as uncoordinated as Marcus could handle without stepping on toes. 

Marcus' lust for his cousin increased as he watched her move, with her eyes closed and ass wiggling to the music. Her dance was almost like a strip tease, but without the removal of the clothes, though Marcus' imagination quickly added that last step. 




A Family Christmas Party



After puberty had suddenly crept up on the cousins, there had been several occasions were Eve had unknowingly caused Marcus distress in his lower regions and there had been a few of those times when the need was so great that he'd had to run off and relieve some pressure with the help of his hand because he felt he might burst. Marcus felt that this occasion was one of those times in which he'd either burst or have to take care of business on his own, unless he could convince his cousin to help him take care of his need. 

Just at that moment Eve opened her eyes and looked at Marcus staring at her. Marcus felt his face blush, for he knew that with those slacks on his crotch had to look like a good-sized tent. Never did Eve's eyes wander down south. She just stared at him and smiled in her sexy way, continually dancing, though Marcus knew that she knew she was causing the budge in his pants. Suddenly, Eve grabbed Marcus by the shoulders and pulled him toward her. He stood there while she gyrated her body up against him. 

She pressed her chest up against his and slid her way back down, then came back up letting her hands caress his legs and thighs. Marcus felt as if he was getting a new kind of lap dance, though without the lap. Finally, Marcus was at the point of no return and he wanted her so badly that all that held him back was untied. The next time she came up from her travels on his body, he grabbed the back of her head and pressed his lips to hers. At first she tensed and tried to pull away, but then she relented and kissed back. 

Their lips opened as their tongues darted in and out of their mouths. Eve grabbed a hold of his tongue with her lips and then she sucked his tongue into her mouth. Marcus had never felt such suction and he immediately imagined the same suction on another muscle on his body. Marcus loved the way she bit on his lips and nibbled on his tongue. 

Finally, after what seemed forever, they separated their lips with a joint sigh expressed in unison, as if communicating all the years of pent up frustration. Eve looked at him with this look of longing and pure lust that he'd never seen before, and it made her look even sexier. 

Eve grabbed on to Marcus' belt loops and pulled him hard into her. They were now crotch to crotch, his hardness rubbing up against her and her chest pressed against his. She had maneuvered her leg in between his and she was nearly riding one of his legs. With the help of her hands on his hips she began to gyrate their bodies with the beat of the music. It was as close as you could get to sex with clothes on. The entire time her eyes never left his, communicating her desires. 

Marcus wrapped his arm around her body and grabbed her ass, pushing her even more into him, making sure she felt every inch of his hardness pressed into her middle. He snuck a hand in between their bodies and down his own leg until he reached where her pussy was rubbing up and down on him. He got his hand down to her pussy and found that the thong that she'd displayed in the backseat provided little resistance to his exploring fingers. He was also surprised to find that the scant material of the thong was soaked in her feminine juices. 

Quickly he moved the thong material to the side and slid his fingers into her moistness, a place his fingers had been before, but weren't allowed to stay long. He ran is fingers up and down the length of her pussy as he listened to her soft moans in his ear. His finger found her sweet little bud and he began rubbing vigorously back and forth. 

Eve tilted her head to rest on his shoulder, but she still kept moving slightly to keep up the premise of dancing. As her eyes closed, Marcus looked around the room to see if they were becoming a spectacle. When his eyes toured the room he noticed at the entrance from the foyer were his four friends excitedly watching his and Eve's movements on the dance floor. Though perhaps everyone else in the room was too self consumed to realize what they were doing, he knew that his friends could tell that he was giving her a hand job and a real good one by the way she'd collapsed on him. He suddenly felt the urge to find some place more private, though he wouldn't move from this spot until Eve told him to. He'd make love to her right here on this dance floor, if only it would mean they would finally make love.

He kept rubbing her clit back and forth until he felt her body begin to shudder against him. He knew she'd just had a small orgasm, probably held back because of the people. He also felt a small trickle of warmth on his slacks, and wondered exactly how wet she got. After she seemed to come down from her orgasm, Marcus removed his finger from her pussy. They stepped slightly away from each other and he (in full view of his friends) brought his finger up and placed into his mouth. 

"I knew you'd taste sweet," he whispered to Eve. 

Eve grabbed a hold of his head and brought his face to hers, then she attacked him with her lips and tongue until both of them had to catch their breath. After they broke apart, she met him again with that lustful expression. 

"I wanna make love to you. Find us a room now, before I lose my nerve." 

Without hesitation, Marcus grabbed Eve's hand and pulled her through the crowd. They took off in the opposite direction of Marcus' friends, so that they wouldn't be able to follow. Next they took off up the stairs. Once they were on the second floor they began their search for an unoccupied room, which was a difficult task. 

Luckily the house had six bedrooms and only Vinny would know how many ‘family' rooms it had. Finally they found a room that wasn't occupied. It was the gaming room, which was decorated like a sports bar. There was an actual bar in the middle of the room.

The room was decked out with a pool table and a couple of gaming machines. There was also a large leather sofa in front of a big screen TV.

"Well, it's not the Hilton, but at least its empty and there's a lock on the door." said Marcus. 

"There's a lock? I didn't see one," stated Eve.

"Yeah, right here," said Marcus as he grabbed on of the chairs and pushed it under the doorknob.

"Well, I guess that'll work."

"So, where do you want to do this?" said Marcus very matter-o-factly.

"Anywhere is fine by me, as long as it is with you."

As she said this, she walked up to him and put her arms around his neck, though it wasn't much of a reach since Marcus was 6'2" to Eve's 5'11" stature. 

They embraced as their lips met. Greedily they began kissing as if they had just invented the art and their hands began flying over each other's bodies, trying to gain access to that forbidden zone underneath their clothes. Soon their clothes began flying off in every direction. Eve managed to push and pull Marcus toward the pool table without taking a break from their heavy make out session. 

Marcus' butt hit the pool table and he just leaned back on it. Eve pulled him the rest of the way out of his shirt. Her passions rose when she got to finally see his well-defined chest, something she'd been curious about ever since the muscle became somewhat visible through his tee shirts. Her hands flew over his bare chest, exploring his pecks and raised nipples, then down over his six-pack. She couldn't believe how good it felt to touch him. 

She pulled away from him for a moment. He finally got to see her naked form, since her clothes had been the first to go in the hasty make out session walk across the room. Her halter top lay near the door, her skirt over by the bar and her thong was still caught around one foot. Marcus licked his lips thinking about how good it would feel to have one of those nice dusky nipples in his mouth. He thought she was gorgeous, her breasts full and firm, the nipples standing up looking at him. Her waist was small, though not incredibly tiny, there was a muscle tone there, and nice line that ran up from her public bone up to her breastplate. Her hips were nice and shapely wide, but not largely so, just good enough that when you saw her you just wanted to turn her around and check out her ass, because if the front was that good, the back would be wonderful, which it was. 

Marcus reached out to her, intending on grabbing her and performing a little mouth to nipple action. As she sidestepped his reach, she wagged her finger in front of him as if to say no, no. He almost thought that she'd decided not to go through this little act of incest. Marcus' thoughts were calmed when she came back over to him and put her hands on his chest. She ran her hands down his chest, and then over his stomach. She followed the line of the six-pack all the way down, 

When she got to his slacks, she pulled out the waistband and put her hand inside. She was amused to discover that he was going commando this night and that was probably the reason he hadn't been able to contain that growing tent in his pants out on the dance floor. She rustled around in his jeans until she found that nice stiff object inside. She grabbed a hold of him and began feeling the length of him. She wrapped her hand around his meaty member and began to stoke him up and down. 

Marcus' eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a loud sigh from his cousin's touch. He refocused so that he could look at his beautiful cousin. He so bad wanted to touch her and please her that he became a tad hesitant at her actions, though it felt so good that at the same time he didn't want to tell her to stop. 

"Ah… Eve, don't you want to take this slower. I thought I would…." said Marcus. 

Eve wouldn't let him finish his statement because with her free hand she placed a finger over his lips. She gave him a look of pure voracity that he knew she was in full charge. With a wink, she released his lips and pulled her hand out from his pants, then she hooked her fingers on to the sides of his slacks and in one swift motion she pulled them down around his ankles. 

As his pants came down, his cock bounced up as if on a loaded spring. She pressed her body into his laying each hand on his shoulders. He could feel her firm breasts lying bare against his chest and he could feel her firm stomach pressing his cock up against his stomach, making it into a kind of sandwich. He could feel the heat pouring off every inch of her body. 

She met his lips with her own and she opened her mouth to capture his lower lip between her teeth. She bit down slightly and pulled his lower lip outward and before letting go she gave it a quick swipe with her tongue. Then slowly she began to slide herself down his body. He felt every piece of her against him. She got to where her tongue met his nipples and she gave each a little suckle along with a good strong bite and pull. Then she continued her path down as she began to bend her knees to kneel in front of him. Her lips left a path of saliva as she kissed and sucked on the skin they came in contact with. 

Finally she was down on her knees and Marcus looked down to find his cock resting between her breasts and he had a vision of her letting him fuck her full tits. Eve looked up and caught that look. 

"Oh, you'd really like to do that, wouldn't you? Well, maybe we'll save that for later, but for now I've got another idea."

She pulled herself back a bit and sat back on her legs. She placed a hand at the base of his cock. She brought the tip to her lips where she began an enticing little tongue dance over the head. She licked him as if he was an ice cream cone and she didn't want to lose on drip. Marcus thought he could stay that way forever, with her licking on him that way; it was ecstasy. Then all of a sudden she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his girth. 

She pressed her lips into the sides of his manhood as her tongue swirled and twisted in amazing ways. She began to slide her lips up and down his length as her other hand pumped him from the base, occasionally letting loose to caress and cup his balls. 

Her mouth, her lips, her amazing tongue, and even her hand all went together to put him in this euphoric state of bliss, that was until there was this intense sudden vacuum like suction that came from her mouth. He had only moments to wonder how his cousin and came up with these wonderful talents before his head started spinning and he began shaking uncontrollably. 

His orgasm had come so suddenly that he hadn't had time to warn his cousin. He tried to yell out, "I'm coming," but it came out more like a garbled moan, and just as that happened the first squirt of cum shot out and into Eve's mouth. When she didn't flinch or pull him out he brought his hands down and put both hands into her fiery red hair and just hung on for dear life as forceful squirt after forceful squirt slid down her swallowing throat. 

Finally, it seemed that his orgasm was coming to a halt and he released his hold on her hair, but still she sucked, until every drop was drained. She released him from her mouth and not a drop of his cum was visible in or out. He helped her get to her feet and they greeted each other with a long, flavorful kiss. 

Marcus turned them around so that now Eve's ass was up against the pool table. They separated their kissing long enough for Marcus to grab her under the armpits and heft her up on the table. He positioned her so that her ass was in the bottom left side pocket and her long pale legs were hanging off the end. 

He walked up next to her face and bent down to deliver yet another long kiss as his hands began to slide over her body. He gently cupped and squeezed one breasts and stopped to tweak the nipple, which caused her breathing to become heavy. 

Next, he released her mouth from his and then began to leave a trail of kisses down her body. He kissed all over her neck and then worked his way down to her chest. He kissed and sucked all over her breast, intentionally leaving the nipple all alone, then he pulled the nipple into his mouth and, holding it between his lips, began flicking his tongue over the hard bud. This made Eve moan and wiggle beneath him. 

He let go of her nipple and reached over and pinched the other one while gliding his thumb over the tip. After that he walked back down to the bottom of the table. Eve spread her legs wide for him, he had to stop and admire her shaved pussy. Her pussy was red with all the blood rushing to it and she'd already built up and unbelievable amount of wetness, indicting how hot she was for this to happen. 

Marcus caressed her thighs and on down to that sweet in between spot. He didn't want to go right for the kill zone; instead he let his fingers explore her. He caressed her smooth lips many times before placing a finger between them. Then he placed a finger down between her butt cheeks and slowly brought it upwards. When he hit her clit she let out a small moan and a shudder. He worked his fingers around inside her pussy lips, though not touching her clit. She moaned and wiggled at his actions. 

Then he took his finger down to her pussy hole and he put it in as deep as it would go, and, since he had long fingers, it went pretty deep. He began finger fucking her and as he watched her respond he knelt down on one knee and brought his mouth to her wet, sweet smelling pussy. 

He began to use his mouth and tongue to pleasure her, tasting her sweetness that was near something like honey and the consistency of her wetness was near the same, though not as sticky as that other substance. He licked her up and down as his finger continued to work in and out of her. Finally he got to her clit and he began licking it in an up and down motion. To this Eve pushed her pelvis outward, impaling herself further on his finger and pressing her clit harder into his tongue. His licks and finger thrust became more vigorous in reaction to her responses. 

Suddenly, she moaned loudly and her body began to shake. Marcus felt an odd sensation. As she climaxed, her pussy muscles constricted around his finger and acted as if they would push the finger out if not given the force he pushed back with. He continued his actions until she was again griped with force of orgasm. Again he was awestruck by this power force of her pussy muscles and couldn't help but wonder how good that would feel around his cock. Then the next time he brought her to orgasm, he waited right up until she started shaking and those muscles began constricting and he pulled his finger out of her. 

Amazingly, it was as if he'd just popped a cork because as his finger came out a flood of juices followed. It seemed that the ability to ejaculate was one secret that Eve had been able to keep from him, and probably wise in doing so, because if he'd known of this talent, he would have probably attempted to get their intimate meeting to happen sooner than it had. 

Since her erotic splash was so unexpected, Marcus had literally been awash in her juices. The spray hit is neck and chest with such warmth that it was if he'd been splashed with hot water. He enjoyed the feeling of it trickling down his body and he thought he'd probably like to rub in that delight full fluid and call it lotion.

He continued his tongue actions, intently looking for that next orgasm to explode through her, though this time he was ready. When she was about to cum, he pressed his lips on and over her lower ones and began his own great suction. Her juices poured out with a tidal wave force, but he was able to catch most of it in his mouth, though he didn't know if he could swallow as fast as it was being squirted out at him. 

Marcus brought her to many more wonderful orgasms with his mouth, and probably ended up with a belly full of that amazing drink she had to offer. At the last orgasm he again sealed his lips to her lower ones and took in a great amount of her juices. Then he quickly rose up and came back around to her head. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers and as her tongue pushed though his lips he let the juices come out, into her mouth and down her neck. 

After that Eve reached up and grabbed the back of his head and pulled him down further. Her kisses were so heated and passionate. Finally she separated from his lips. 

"I want to make love to you, but I'm so exhausted. I need a break for a moment," said Eve lying on the pool table breathing rapidly. 

"That's okay, even if we don't make love ever, I have enough of you to fulfill my fantasies for a lifetime." said Marcus sweetly as he collapsed to the floor.

"Oh, don't worry we will make love, just after I recover." said Eve.

Marcus felt his cock jump at her statement. He'd been waiting most of his life for this moment, or at least since puberty. 

After a few minutes, Eve got up from the pool table. She bent down to Marcus and grabbed his hand. He stood up with her and she led him toward the large leather sofa. He watched her ass as she walked in front of him. His hand reached out and gave her soft peach cheeks a little pinch as if he couldn't help himself, and really he couldn't. They sat together on the soft leather couch and Marcus wrapped his arm around Eve's neck and she laid her head against his chest. 

"You know, I'm never going to be able to get the vision of you naked out of my head. So each time I see you I'm going to be picturing you naked," said Marcus. 

"Well, I guess then we'll both be undressing each other with our eyes." said Eve.

"Yeah, that is until we are able to get away and undress each other for real." 

"Ah, well…" stuttered Eve.

"What! You don't mean this is a one-time deal. Come on, Eve, we are good together; this can't be the only time. I mean, you've made me feel like I've never felt before and we haven't even made love yet."

"Ah yeah, well maybe it's a good thing that I'm leaving for College after the New Years."

"Oh man, I forgot about that, I don't know if I can go for a whole year or however long it will take you to visit before being with you again." 




A Family Christmas Party



"Look, I'll always be back for Christmas, so yeah it will be about a year. No way am I gonna miss the Connell family Christmas party."

"Hmmm, I thought you were gonna say no way you would miss a chance to be with me." 

Eve brought her legs up under her ass and sat up on her knees so she could look Marcus in the eye. 

"Look Marcus, we have to make a pact now. I've enjoyed this immensely, you don't know how much. You've fulfilled my fantasies and then some. But, we can't let this get to our heads. We are cousins, we are related, there's just no way we can have a normal relationship. I'd love it if we could, but if the family found out they'd be mortified. I don't want this to be our first and last time together, but we have to be careful. We can't go off acting like boyfriend and girlfriend. We can call each other occasionally but only to shoot the shit, and at no time can you come out and visit me. We will only get together on Christmas and that's only if I can make it out, but I'll try really hard. Do we have a deal?" stated Eve.

"Yeah, I guess so, it sucks but it really is the only way," said Marcus with a sour face. 

"Thank you, Marcus" said Eve, as she leaned in to give him a kiss and her full breasts pressed against his arm, which renewed his desires immediately.

"Well, okay, now speaking of trying really hard." said Marcus with a grin as he looked toward his steadily growing cock. 

"Hmmm, I think I can help that situation," said Eve grinning back. 

She moved as to put straddle his lap but her leg landed on something. She pulled it out of the couch and found a remote. She held it up to show Marcus.

"I guess it's to the TV," said Marcus. 

"I wonder if they have satellite, maybe I can find us some mood music."

Eve began pressing buttons on the remote until the TV popped on. She lowered the volume to a tolerable level and soon found several channels of satellite music. She selected one that was called Irish moods. Immediately the room was filled with the sound of the harp, guitar, and pipes indicative of Celtic music.

"What a perfect choice." Said Marcus, since they'd both grown up with sounds of Grandma's ‘old country'.

What the two didn't know was that during Eve's process pushing buttons on the remote control they'd started up some recording equipment. Vinny had got it into his head that his father was cheating on his mother and for some reason he thought he brought his girlfriend into the game room, since when his father went in here he'd stay in for hours. The only thing that Vinny had found out was this was his parents' hideaway from kids. His father would go in and his mother would join him via a secret door that lead from their bedroom. The hours his father spent in there would be the hours required to make love to his mother. 

When faced with such a misconception on Vinny's part he'd just left the recording equipment as it was, scared to go back and find another recording of his parents making love. Marcus' ragtag team of friends had already found out about where Marcus and Eve had gone off to and suddenly Vinny remembered the recording equipment set up so many months ago. So from that moment on the two cousins had an unknown audience viewing from another room in the house.

Eve at long last finished her straddle of Marcus' lap. She sat on his thighs and interlaced her fingers behind his neck. Their lips met once again and the tongues were sent on an exploration. When they separated Marcus held Eve back the back of neck and began kissing the hollow of her throat and down to nibble on her breasts. 

He brought his hands up to grasp hold of each breast and taking turns between the two he took the nipple in his mouth and held it between his lips and flicked his tongue over the tip. The attentions to her breasts were all that Eve needed to get her started again. She began gyrating on Marcus' lap and he felt her wetness being spread on his leg. She surprised him when her hand went down between her legs.

He tried to keep his attention on her breasts, but his eyes wanted to wander down to what her finger was doing. Eve began vigorously rubbing her clit until an orgasm took control and she pressed her breast into Marcus' mouth. Then her pussy muscles pushed out and she washed his cock, balls, and legs in her hot pussy juice. It was an amazing feeling for both parties. When her tide came to an ebb, the two looked each other in the eyes.

"God, you are marvelously intoxicating." breathed Marcus in a pant.

Eve pushed herself up on her knees and then she put a hand between their bodies. She grabbed a hold of his stiff member and positioned him at the entrance to her dripping pussy hole. She lowered herself on him, slowly taking him in bit by bit, until all of his hard cock was deep inside of her. 

Marcus felt many things all at once; she was tight, nearly as tight as a virgin. She was so wet, wetter than he'd ever felt before and she was hot, as if her entire body was on fire. He didn't want to move; he'd be content to stay inside of her like this for the rest of his life. But, the feeling was so intense that the pressure inside of him was massive. 

Slowly Eve began moving herself on and off of him, feeling every inch, every curve slide in and out of her. She felt her own desire increase with every thrust and with every touch of Marcus' hands exploring every inch of her body, as if he was trying to memorize it for posterity. 

She grabbed on to the backside of the couch and began to speed up her movements. Faster and faster she rose up then back down. She felt him slide out and then back in, and she made sure he reached her deepest depths. She pressed herself into him, sliding her breasts up and down his chest with each up and down motion. 

For a moment their eyes met once more and she locked her lips to his, and in that same second an orgasm took control of her body. Her orgasm exploded as she began to shake and convulse, then she felt her pussy muscles tighten.

Marcus knew what was going to happen next, he was going to feel what his finger had felt previously. Her pussy muscles enveloped in him in a choking grip and then they pushed outward as if trying to push him outward. He felt the resistance of her fluid trying to push out and knew if he pulled out at that moment she would be a flood of juices. Instead of pulling out he held up her hips and began thrusting up into her faster and faster, making her orgasm continue on and trying desperately not to let her muscles push him out. Then, some how the juices were able to get around his cock. They pushed out from around his manhood and he felt the hot fluid splash on to his balls and down his thighs. 

There was only so much he could take. Usually he could longer, but he'd never been with someone as sexually exotic as his cousin. He felt his orgasm rising and not knowing his next move, decided to announce this to Eve.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" he yelled. 

Her eyes got wide, knowing that in the heat of it all they'd forgotten to put on protection. Quickly she reached under herself and grabbed tightly to the base of his cock. She put on vice grip on his as she pulled him out of herself. Still holding him tightly, she got off his lap and lowered herself to the floor. Now safely out of the pregnancy distance of his cumshaw let go of his cock. 

It seemed as if because of the pause his orgasm had abated for the time being. She pushed herself between his legs and grabbed his cock and placed it between her breasts. A look of childlike glee took over Marcus' face as she squeezed her breasts in place. He began pumping his cock in and out of her cleavage. He titty fucked her and watched as she pinched and manipulated her nipples.

The sensation was wonderful. There were still quite a lot of her juices lubing up his cock and her cleavage, though not as wonderful as her pussy. It was a wonderful experience, a first for him. He began thrusting faster and faster between her massive melons and soon he felt his urge for climax beginning again. He announced his intentions to Eve who kept holding her breasts in place. 

His orgasm took control and at first he went rigid, but then he started shaking, though still fucking her tits. His semen started squirting out between her tits, his cum leaving a white trail up and down her cleavage. The cum made lubed up her breasts even further and just spurred him on to thrust faster and faster, at one point he didn't think he'd ever quit cumming. 

Finally, his eruption stopped, but he didn't feel like he was finished, if anything he might be hornier. Eve saw that he wasn't going down so she came to the rescue. She wrapped her mouth around his member and began to work her talented mouth and tongue over him. Then she released him from her mouth and straddled him once more. 

He felt like he was home again when she placed him inside her. Apparently all the action had gotten her even more hot and bothered because she held on tight to the back of the couch and began to ride him hard and fast. 

She'd raise herself off of him and then slam back down over and over again as her body became slick with sweat and her long red hair began to stick to her face. Orgasms ripped through her one after the next, her body shook even as she kept up her pace. Marcus' lap was flooded repeatedly, though somehow he kept from cumming. 

She continued to ride him like an animal and nearly cumming constantly. It felt so good Marcus didn't care if he ever came, though with that thought he felt the familiar orgasm rising with in him. This time though he was able to give Eve ample warning. 

The moment he spoke the words "I'm gonna cum soon." She climbed off of him and sat between his legs. She took his member into her mouth and began to deep throat him after the first few initial gags, she got the hang of it. She took him deep into her throat with her suction tightening around him. With in moments of first entering her mouth Marcus was cumming.

His semen shot out in her mouth and she pumped him with the swallowing motions of her throat. She continued her blowjob, until he was sucked completely dry and then she released him from her talented mouth. After he was finished she got up off the floor and sat beside him on the couch. 

She hung one leg over his and laid her head against his chest. Marcus seeing her spread open as she was decided he wasn't quite finished he brought his hand over and slid it between her lower lips. He began to play around in her sloppy wetness, feeling every crevice. 

"What do you want more?" she asked with a tired voice.

"No, it's not that, but I want to give you more." he said with an equally tired voice.

"Well, what do you have in mind?"

"I want you to sit on my face."

She nodded her head. Marcus laid down on the couch and Eve went over to his head and straddled him about the neck. She positioned herself so that her wet, messy pussy was right over his mouth. She held herself up by the arm of the sofa as his tongue began to clean her wet mess. 

He licked all around her lips and then down the length of her pussy. He even took the time to lick down her ass crack and teased his tongue at the opening of her bull's-eye. Then he brought his tongue back up and continued tormenting her pussy. He licked all of her before even bring it to her clit. 

Once at her clit he latched his lips to her pussy and sucked her clit into his mouth, then he began flicking his tongue fast over the little bud. She responded by shaking uncontrollably and grinding her pussy into his mouth. Then her pussy released its hidden drink, Marcus latched his lips over her pussy hole and sucked down all the precious fluid. 

As she ground her pussy into his mouth he stuck his long talented tongue up and into her hole. He began to fuck her with his tongue pushing it in and out of her. Before long she was shaking again and pouring out her feminine juices. He drank down every drop he could. 

He continued to pleasure her with his tongue, licking and tongue fucking until she had to tell him to stop because she was exhausted. She climbed off of him and then laid with him on the couch. They held each other in a naked embrace and fell asleep. They slept for several hours.

Everyone in the house had passed out by then. Around 10 am the group of friends woke up from their vigil at the monitor of the game room. It was Brett that noticed that Marcus and his date were still here and passed out on the sofa. He woke up the others. 

"Well, do you think we should wake them up?" asked Brett.

"Naw, just let them sleep. They need it after last night." said Greg.

"Hell, I need it after last night. That was definitely something to see. I never knew that Marcus could bend like that," said Ahanu with a wink. 

"No, guys! It's Christmas morning. Their family is probably looking for them. They probably gotta go to family dinners and such. They're probably in a heap of shit now, if we let them sleep they might be disowned." said Vinny. 

"Alright, so whose gonna wake them up?" asked Brett. 

"I vote for Vinny. He's the one that recorded them," said Greg.

"Hey, I set that up to catch my father cheating, not to catch Marcus fucking! And I was against watching this from the start." stammered Vinny.

"Oh fuck you little twerp you wanted to watch as much as the rest of us, don't be such a chickenshit! Look, we're all assholes for watching them, so I say we all take the blame together. We all go in there and wake them up. That way we all at least can get to look at the naked Eve up close in person. Oh and also because Marcus can't kick all of our asses, if just one of us goes in there, it's a good chance he won't be coming back out." said Ahanu. 

With a plan decided the band of misfits made their way up to the game room, carefully stepping over the passed out partygoers. It seemed that everyone at the party had gotten laid, with the exception of this foursome, though they'd each had some action with themselves in the bathroom at different times after watching Marcus and Eve go at it. 

They got into the game room by the way of Vinny's mother's secret passage way from his parents bedroom. They all stood around the sofa each afraid of making the first move. Brett leaned over the sleeping couple and being careful not to touch Eve the placed a hand on Marcus' shoulder and gently shook him. 

The couple started to slowly wake. Eve opened her eyes to find the gruesome foursome standing over them. She overreacted and jumped up from the couch and then didn't know what to do except try and cover herself with her hands. Marcus jump up about the same time as Eve and quickly stood in front of her. 

Though naked he angrily looked at his friends. 
 "What are you assholes doing in here? And how in the fuck did you know where we were?" yelled Marcus.

"Look man, it's after 10 in the morning. You all are going to have some explaining to do with your parents," said Brett.

"Oh fuck! Well, what are you geeks doing standing around for? Get the fuck out of here so we can get dressed and get home." said Marcus looking suspiciously at his friends for he knew they had been up to something.

Quickly the friends left, nearly running out. Eve and Marcus hurriedly got dressed as fast as possible and they left the house and got into Marcus' car. On the drive back, Eve got dressed back into her ‘good-girl' clothes. They barely spoke during the whole ride, each worrying about how much they would be yelled at when they got home. 

Marcus took Eve back to her car, which was left at Mamma and Pappa Connell's house. They were both mortified to see that some of the family had already started to gather there for Christmas day. Eve got into her car and Marcus went to give her a kiss, but she turned her cheek making it more innocent in case someone decided to look out the window and to get her point across to Marcus.

Eve hurried home to face her parents. When she opened her front door she found both of her parents sitting in the front room dressed and ready to go to their family obligations. Her parents excused her from any long term lecturing since she would be leaving for college soon and also since they were already late enough. They just made Eve go upstairs and become presentable.

In the car her father announced that they would be spending the morning with his family first and then they'd see Mamma and Pappa Connell. After what seemed like forever they finally decided to leave the McNew home and go on to the Connell home, Eve was relieved, she'd been mooping the entire time. She felt guilty for the way she'd left Marcus and wanted to talk to him a bit.

They arrived after dusk at the Connell home and Eve looked all around for Marcus, but couldn't find him. 

Mamma Connell saw her looking for something or someone and was concerned. 

"Eve dear what on earth are you searching for?" asked Mamma Connell. 

"Mamma, has Marcus been here?" asked Eve.

"Oh honey they came by around noon today. Marcus was in a heap of trouble for staying out all night. They only stayed for a couple of hours, even to Marcus' arguing. Didn't know he liked us so much. They went off to see his mom's family," said Mamma.

"Oh, okay. Thank you Mamma." said Eve.

"You two are so sweet, just like brother and sister. So close all these years." said Mamma.

Eve just grinned at Mamma and walked off to get herself a plate of desserts and wander off to sulk. 

The rest of the holidays were fun. Eve spent time with her friends and they all partied and brought in the New Year the right way, drunk as skunks. Eve made out here and there with a couple of guys her and her friends picked up, but always when she'd open her eyes she expected to see Marcus and that usually ruined the mood. Until she started concentrating on packing for college Marcus was constantly at the back of her mind. 

After Marcus had dropped off Eve, he'd gone back to Vinny's house to find out what his friends had been up to. When he found out about the tape, he demanded he get the original and also wanted to make one copy. The friends didn't argue, they knew he was pissed and if they didn't give up the original they'd all get their asses kicked, regardless if it would be four on one. Marcus wasn't considered the muscle because he didn't easily blow like Greg, but he could kick everyone of their asses if he was pissed off enough and on this day he was. 

Marcus kind of floated through the holidays, doing all that was expected of him. He hung out with his friends, but his mind was usually miles away. 

He didn't know what to do, he had to see Eve again before she left, but he didn't want to breach her trust in keeping this a secret and not raising suspicions with the family. Finally after pacing his room for an hour he decided he was going to see Eve off at the bus station. He grabbed the videotape and threw it into the seat of his pick up and began to haul ass to the bus station. It was 5:30 and her bus was leaving at 6:45 and it would take at least an hour before he reached the bus station. He hope that he would at least get fifteen minutes to tell her how much she mattered to him, regardless of the chance of no relationship. 

Eve left with her family to the bus station; they all stayed with her for thirty minutes and said all their goodbyes. Her parents were needed in a board meeting involving the family business, so they couldn't stay until her bus arrived. She stared at the floor thinking for about five minutes after her family left, when it was announced over the intercom that her bus would be arriving late. It seemed that the bus had been held up because of an accident and they didn't know when it would arrive. 

Marcus drove like a bat out of hell and he cursed like the devil when he ran into a traffic jam on the highway. Luckily for Marcus he was the king of the short cut and he knew how to get to just about everywhere via the short cut. This skill was especially nice when he'd been out drinking with friends. Really he wouldn't drink when he was expected to drive, but he worried about being stopped with a car full of rejected drunk friends, it could get ugly. 




A Family Christmas Party



He pulled into the bus station right at 6:45. Quickly he got out of the truck and went inside. He looked all around and at first he couldn't see her and he was afraid that her bus had already left. Then he saw something off in a dark corner. There she was looking all prim and proper in a nice feminine suit, white blouse nice fitted jacket and knee length skirt. She had her head in her hands and she was looking at the floor. At that moment he'd wished he'd stopped off for flowers or something.

Quietly he walked up toward her. 

"Look, I don't have any change. I'm just as broke as you are, that's why I'm taking the damn bus." said Eve as she looked up with her eyes blazing.

Marcus put up his hands. 

"I don't want any change, I promise." he said smiling.

"Oh my God!" squealed Eve. She jumped up from the seat and nearly flew into his arms. "I didn't think you'd come, but at the same time I was wishing you would." 

Surprisingly Eve pressed her lips to his and met him with a wonderfully long passionate kiss. When they separated he stared at her questionably.

"What, there's no family members here." said Eve displaying her hand as if she was showing off a wonderful stovetop instead of the contents of the bus depot.

"Well, in that case." said Marcus as he picked her up and kissed her firmly on the mouth, then forcing his tongue inside. She grabbed on to his tongue and sucked on it hard. His other muscle had no choice but to respond as it rose up. 

When he let go over her, she looked down to see the familiar bulge in his pants.

"Looks good enough to eat!" she said. 

"Well, I doubt we have time for that now." he said.

"Oh fuck yeah we do. I want a good another good memory before I leave here. Besides who knows how long I'll have to wait before I get fucked again." she said as she pulled him toward the bathrooms. She wrote on a piece of stick up paper and placed it on the men's bathroom door saying ‘out of order, use the women's, who knows it might be fun.'

They went into the men's bathroom and Eve flipped the lock. 

"Now this on comes with a real lock." grinned Eve.

"Yeah, and it's definitely not the Hilton. No mistakes there." grimaced Marcus.

The bathroom was cleaner than most bus station facilities, but it would never pass a C.S.I. inspection with an infrared light. 

Eve didn't care about the condition of the facilities, she just knew she was going to fuck Marcus and fuck him now. She pulled him into one of the stalls and holding each sides of his face in her hands she pulled him toward her. She attacked him mouth with ferocity, her tongue leapt into him mouth and began to explore all of the depths locked within. When Marcus edged his tongue into her mouth, she quickly grabbed on to it with her lips and began to suck on him with the same strength that she sucked his cock.

That was all Marcus needed to get ready, immediately he dropped his pants to the floor. She opened her blouse to reveal and see through demi-bra that was light pink. Then she lifted up her skirt and pulled down her little black thong.

Marcus using all his strength hefted her up against the wall. They went toward the corner of the stall where Eve helped him hold her up by holding the stall and the wall. Marcus had a firm hold on her thighs. He lowered her onto him and when he entered her he felt her wetness, tightness and most of all her undying heat. 

She pointed a tit in his direction and he quickly caught it in his mouth. He began to twirl his tongue over the dusky nipple through the material of the bra. She moaned out and began to gyrate her body. Marcus took his cue, he wanted her so bad, he began thrusting himself up into her, moving his hips so fast it was like a blur. 

He went in hard, fast, and deep. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on for the ride of her life. 

"Fuck me! Fuck me hard! Oh God you feel so good inside me!" Screamed Eve. 

"Oh fuck your pussy is wonderful! I want to fuck you nonstop!" Marcus screamed back.

Marcus fucked faster and faster, sweat started pouring down their bodies. They were both panting and moaning. They both felt their arousal rising to climax, but in their haste once again they'd forgotten a condom. 

"I'm gonna cum." yelled Marcus. 

"Pull out now!" yelled Eve.

Marcus pulled out and sat Eve down on the toilet. She grabbed a hold of him and began pumping his cock and she was rubbing herself. Within seconds they both came in unison. His cock exploded it's white frothy cum all over her breasts and bra and hers came out into the toilet with a sound like she was peeing. After both orgasms ended Marcus bent down and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. 

They both took a moment to regain their composure. Just then there was an announcement over the intercom. 

"Bus 211 is boarding at the red loading zone," blared the loud speakers.

"Oh fuck that's my bus," said Eve. 

Quickly she grabbed some tissue paper and cleaned the splooge off her chest. She buttoned up her bra, then she grabbed up her thong panties from the floor, she balled them up and used them to wipe herself. She took the damp panties complete with her left over wetness and put them in Marcus's pocket. 

"There now you have something to remember me by," said Eve with a grin.

Marcus quickly put his clothes to rights and they both ran out of the bathroom. They must have been fairly loud because they were greeted with strange stares from some of the people still in the bus depot. 

They ignored the stares and quickly ran to the bus. Eve stood at the platform ready to climb on, expecting a kiss or just a simple good-bye. 

"Hold on just a moment." said Marcus as he ran to his truck. 

He got to his truck and reached across the seat to get the videotape. He ran back to the bus and handed the tape to Eve. 

"For the nights when you miss me." he said with a wink. 

The bus driver made an ugly comment and Eve had to climb aboard. After she was on the bus the doors closed. She went to the back to wave at Marcus. He continued to wave at her after had driven off and until it was no longer in site.

That was the story of their first time together and now Eve was looking forward to seeing him again this Christmas. 

She got to the Connell family Christmas party and she saw him across the room. Marcus was right about them always picturing each other naked, because the instant she saw him she saw his broad chest and muscled arms and she also had to picture some things down below his belt. The look Marcus gave her told her that he too was doing some undressing with his eyes. 

They were able to get together again that Christmas and it was just amazing as the first time. They also got together the year after that and the year after that, all the way up to college graduation. 

After graduation Eve got offered a job up in Boston and wasn't able to visit each Christmas. She did come about three years after graduation and she had a new man on her arm to introduce to the family. Apparently it was a guy she'd dated on and off through college, in college they'd always been off during Christmas. They announced their impending marriage and Marcus was crushed. 

In response to his cousins engagement Marcus called up an old high school sweetheart. He pulled the poor woman through a whirlwind romance, until they were married themselves with a baby on the way. 

Each cousin had very successful lives and a full family, though in the deepest parts of their minds they both secretly longed for each other and the passion they had together. 

Though being married didn't stop Marcus from trying, whenever Eve would make it down for Christmas he'd trap her in a dark corner of the Connell family home and put his hands somewhere that a cousin's hands don't belong. Eve would let the hand stay perhaps a moan longer than she should have before she'd push him away. 

THE END 11/25/04

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Thank you for reading my story, missygail