"What are you
doing?" I asked,
casually.
She flipped over in
a panic, throwing
the pillow on the
floor and pulling
her skirt down, but
not before I noticed
a few damp spots on
her panties.
"You're supposed to
be in the kitchen!"
she shouted angrily.
"What are you going
here?"
"Just watching you,"
I replied.
"You gonna tell?"
she asked, her anger
giving way to fear.
"Why should I? I do
the same thing," I
confided.
She was trying to
study my face to
determine my
intentions, but her
eyes kept wandering
back to the TV.
Apparently, she
couldn't get enough
of Mark Spitz.
"You like watching
half-naked men?"
"You're making me
miss the whole
show," she whined.
"Ohww, I'll have to
wait until they show
reruns!"
"Why wait?" I
interrupted. "I
could show you the
same thing. Maybe
more."
"What do you mean?"
Susie asked.
"I just told you. I
like to do it, too.
Play with myself, I
mean. I could watch
you, and you could
watch me."
The TV show
trumpeted to a
close. She pursed
her lips
regretfully. I
walked over and shut
off the set.
"You want to wait
till they show
reruns, or do you
want to do something
now?"
"You'll want to
stick it in me!" she
pouted.
"I'm not that
stupid," I told her.
"We could have a lot
of fun without going
that far. What do
you say, huh,
Susie?"
She still wasn't
sure.
"Look," I said,
"it's really
insurance for you.
This way I can't
tell without both of
us catching hell.
I'm just looking for
a good time... for
both of us. Know
what I mean?"
"What do you want me
to do?" she asked,
after a pause.
"Like I said, we'll
get undressed and
watch each other."
"That's all?" I
wasn't sure whether
I'd heard some
disappointment in
her voice.
"I won't stick it in
you. I promise. I'll
go first, OK?"
I slipped out of my
shoes and socks, my
shirt, and my jeans.
I stood before her
in my briefs. "I'll
leave these on for
now since that's
what you like. The
only thing is..." I
reached in and
straightened my
hard-on, which was
bent painfully
between my legs. "I
hope you don't
mind," I apologized,
"I know Mark Spitz
doesn't swim around
with one of these!"
Susie stared at my
bulging crotch. Her
right hand went
under her dress, and
she began rubbing
herself. I told her
to use the pillow.
She picked it up,
put it back between
her legs, adjusted
herself on one of
the corners, and
began riding it
again. I moved
slowly around the
room, stretching,
squatting, posing,
hefting my balls,
and giving her a
general view from
all angles.
"You'd be more
comfortable if you
got undressed," I
said.
She didn't say a
word. She sat up,
her eyes hypnotized
by my crotch, and
took off her knee
socks. She unsnapped
her skirt and kicked
it to the floor.
Next she peeled down
her panties. Her
little pussy looked
hairless at first,
but I saw it was
covered with fine
blonde down. Right
by her tiny slit
some of the hairs
were wet and looked
darker. I felt my
erection throb and
grow another inch.
The tip was sticking
out of the waistband
of my shorts.
Susie sat on the
edge of the couch
with her long legs
apart and pulled her
sweater over her
head. She tossed it
over the end of the
sofa and leaned back
to look at me. Her
breasts were the
size of a baby's
fists and just as
pink. Her tiny
nipples were erect.
"What are we gonna
do now?" Susie
asked.
I pulled off my
shorts and sat
beside her, stroking
my cock. I asked her
if she'd ever done
anything with anyone
before. She
confessed that at
pajama parties some
of the girls tickled
each other's
pussies, but that
was about it; she
didn't find it very
exciting -- "just
naughty." Her best
friend, Kathy, had
taught her how to
get off on a pillow,
and she'd been doing
it ever since.
She knew what a
boy's cock looked
like from pictures
in library books,
but she'd never seen
one in real life.
She'd never seen an
erection before,
either. I arched my
pelvis upward and
brandished my cock.
"It's so big!" she
said, somewhat awed.
I had seen other
guys' cocks in the
gym locker room and
didn't consider
myself that well
hung -- but who was
I to disillusion
her?
"You can feel it if
you want."
She seemed
reluctant. I took
her hand and put it
on my cock. I showed
her how to rub it,
sliding the skin
back and forth, and
how to squeeze the
tip. She was a fast
learner. I
reciprocated by
stroking her belly
gently with my
fingernails, causing
her muscles to
contract. I rubbed
her thighs and ass
and brushed across
her pussy,
teasingly, just
slightly tickling
the hairs. Susie
shifted and spread
her legs, still
jerking my cock but
losing the rhythm as
she succumbed to the
sensation between
her own legs.
I rubbed her slit
gently with my
middle finger, and
she sighed,
spreading her legs
even wider. She was
already wet, but a
good healthy gob of
saliva could never
hurt. I licked my
fingers and rubbed
her cunt harder,
seeking out her
little nubbin of a
clit. She gave a
little scream and
clamped her legs on
my hand, bucking
spastically.
I told her to lie
face down on the
couch. I reached
underneath between
her thighs and
kneaded her pussy,
telling her to make
believe my hand was
the pillow. She
rocked back and
forth on my wet
fingers until I
found her clit
again. This
triggered a frantic
pumping. She wrapped
one leg over the
edge of the sofa and
mashed her pussy
against my hand. Her
pink asshole winked
at me enticingly. My
cock was aching for
a home, but I had
made a promise.
Still, I had to find
some way to relieve
the load building up
in my balls.
I rolled Susie over
and told her to hold
her knees against
her chest. Her
pussy, red and wet,
protruded from
between her thighs.
I covered it with my
mouth, rolling my
tongue up and down,
in and out, licking
her asshole and
sucking her clit.
The room was filled
with wet, slick,
slapping sounds
until she gasped,
"Ooohhh! It's all
itchy! It tickles
and feels tingly!"
I figured she was
ready to come. I lay
down on my back
beside her and told
her to climb on top
of me. I again
promised I wasn't
going to fuck her
and that this would
be something we
could both enjoy. I
maneuvered my cock
between her legs and
told her to start
her pillow action
again. She got the
idea. With the tip
of my cock between
the lips of her
pussy, she started
gyrating. It felt
like a little mouth
nibbling, kissing,
and sucking me off.
I licked my fingers
again and diddled
her asshole. I
massaged her ass and
her whole crotch
area. She sprawled
across me, groaning,
"Its' good, it's
good, it's good!"
Susie dribbled on my
chest while her ass
bucked
involuntarily. I
felt my cum swell up
the shaft of my cock
and explode against
our stomachs.
By the gleam in her
eyes, I knew she had
completely enjoyed
our little
get-together. She
slid off me and lay
on her back. With
curious hands and
fast fingers, she
spread my cum across
her belly and up
onto her breasts.
She stared at me and
continued to rub my
load into her
flushed skin.
Since she had so
readily participated
in our previous sex
game and her lips
were curled in a
come-on smile, I
figured maybe she
could use a little
more action... and
right away. I stood
up, my cock hanging
limply before her
flushed face. Her
clear eyes widened,
and I heard her gasp
softly.
"What are we going
to do now?" she
asked, half scared,
half turned-on.
I held my prick
tightly in my hand
for a brief moment.
Susie soon caught on
and started to jerk
me off like crazy. I
grew stiff and erect
quickly. I came in
violent spurts,
right into her open
mouth. Where had
this little cousin
of mine learned this
trick? It made
little difference as
I watched her red
face and sweet mouth
drown in my wad. She
didn't say anything
for a while. After
driving her tongue
up and down and
around my weakening
cock, she finally
drew her face away
and sighed a deep
groan of
contentment. I
stretched out on the
floor, smiling and
staring at my
cousin. She came to
rest beside me, her
skin still flushed,
her eyes still
somewhat glazed.
"Better than the
pillow?" I ask,
grinning at her.
"Mmmmm," she hummed.
"And fuck Mark
Spitz."
My parents' station
wagon pulled into
the driveway just as
we finished
dressing. I helped
bring in the
groceries, and my
uncle asked, "Well,
did you two get
along without any
fights?"
I winked at Susie,
and she acknowledged
it with a smile.
Neither of us could
wait until next
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