Family Affairs: Volume 1
by
Galen Trapper
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2010, Galen Trapper
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This outfit positively shrieks totally sex starved, Lindy thought triumphantly as she studied herself in the mirror, and that’s just what I am! Her see-through microdress was translucent green like her flashing eyes, or those of a stalking tigress. Lace ruffles at the swooping neckline and at the hem high above her knees focused her quarry's attention exactly where she wanted it. Lindy and her cousin Sharon were going out tonight, and Lindy craved the bug-eyed stares and hot-blooded propositions that made clubbing such a thrill.
Lindy delighted in being naughty and she always had – just flouting the conventional rules of behavior, not doing anything wicked or evil. She never decided whether the reason was her hunger for applause or natural rebelliousness and didn't even think about that any more. God knows she had been reprimanded and punished for misbehavior often enough while she was growing up, but time-outs, spankings, and groundings hadn't changed her essential nature. By the time Lindy was old enough to be interested in sex, she had learned to hide any activities that might lead to punishment.
I like when guys with long dongs come on to me, Lindy reflected wantonly, but I adore when guys with thick dicks cum into me! She was exceptionally horny tonight and intended to get laid by four or five cute guys who had massive cocks and cars with tinted windows parked nearby. The foxy redhead wasn't wearing a bra, and her mesh G-string would go in her purse as soon as she was inside the club. Outside, a few rules applied even to A-list girls like Lindy.
Shortly after she reached puberty, Lindy discovered that her mother's dire warnings about French kisses causing everything from bad breath to breast cancer were lies. From that time on she ignored all of her mother's edicts. She and her best friend Susie spent a lot of time together, giggling and comparing notes about boys and sex; both agreed they wouldn't 'go all the way' because boys were really hot to make – well, to unmake – virgins, so guys pampered them. The two girls set few other limits and always had more awesome invitations than they had time for.
She smiled fondly, remembering a day about four years ago when Susie tearfully confessed breaking their pact: she was seduced by an older cousin a week earlier and said it was “the most thrilling experience of my life!”. Always fiercely competitive, Lindy disposed of her virginity to Mr. Evans, her aging drama teacher, after play rehearsal the very next night; she was proud to be exactly one year younger than Susie had been. Lindy agreed wholeheartedly that sex was fantastic and indulged herself avidly and often thereafter.
“I'm finally on my way – sorry I'm running late!” Sharon called to say as Lindy was fastening the ankle strap on a silver stiletto sandal. Even though they went to the same university, the girls saw more of one another at home, and Lindy looked forward to this evening with Sharon. Lindy put her cell in her small silver tote and, after adjusting her ruffled over-the-knee hose, went downstairs to wait, glad that her parents were out. She knew her mother would bitch about her outfit, and she wasn't in the mood for a fight about her clothes or lifestyle.
Lindy graduated high school two years early and was now a college sophomore. Dance lessons since age three led her to wallow in sensuality, to move in ways that demonstrated her grace and beauty, to lose herself in a sensuous sea of motion and music. These feelings delighted her from the first, but her greatest reward was the acclaim of an audience whose passions she aroused. When she grew older, her favored approach was by inciting lust; the power to control a mindlessly lascivious group was a heady aphrodisiac indeed! Clubbing was Lindy's perfect venue and her frequent pastime at school.
Sharon picked Lindy up a few minutes later, apologetic because she had to go home to dress. However, when they got there, a real surprise awaited Lindy: this belated birthday party! Her brother Mike and all her cousins were there except Jon, the eldest and her favorite. She loved her cousins – some more than others, of course – but a few could be really raunchy, especially when it was just family; she was afraid the party might get even more crude than usual, especially with her scanty outfit and without Jon to control things.
Not that Lindy was in the least prudish. She was a delectable girl: five feet two inches tall, 107 pounds, 36C-24-35, with flashing green eyes, golden-red hair, and an innocent young face that concealed her wantonly sensual nature. The succulent flesh between Lindy's legs still tingled electrically whenever she relived that night a few years earlier – wearing only a tiny mesh G-string, she won a riotous go-go contest before countless lust-fired fraternity boys!
Opening her bedroom curtains before undressing was a long-standing ritual at home, and Lindy wished that her windows faced, say, a high-rise apartment rather than a wooded field. Still, it thrilled her more than appearing clothed on a Broadway stage, or even MTV, ever could; she knew anyone might be lurking under those trees! Occasionally she saw the glow of a cigarette and gave an extended exhibition that night.
But tonight, instead of being a prowling pussycat or prurient performer, she was a party prisoner. Playing kid games with her cousins was not a welcome change of plans! “Truth or Dare” was okay in junior high when there were some boys you wanted to feel you up there, or feel you 'down there', but what could you do when everyone was related? Lindy still remembered her Finally Fourteen party four years ago, and how embarrassed she was by the lewd remarks of her boy cousins and Mike when she answered that her bra size was 36C. Still, that had seemed better than proving she was a natural redhead would have been! Lindy had felt they were all too old to play 'Doctor'.
Chuck, easily her bawdiest cousin, was about to put her on the spot. Only a year older than Lindy, he was well on his way to becoming a dirty old man like Uncle Charlie, his father. That was a shame, because since reaching puberty Lindy had found her brawny older cousin's dark, rough-hewn looks very attractive – she even pictured Chuck occasionally while playing with herself in bed. However, talking to him was a sure cure for insomnia; as far as Lindy could tell, he was interested only in sports and the Navy. And sex, Lindy reminded herself, recalling the mob of girls had who had hovered around him since junior school.
He leered at Lindy and said, “Well, cousin, you're all grown up now and from the looks of you, more than ready to kick up your heels!” He ogled Lindy slowly from head to toe and added, “And you did a mighty fine job of growing in just the right places, didn't she, guys?”
At dinner the night before, Lindy's mother ranted again that the cousins spent too much time together and that it was bad because 'familiarity breeds incest, a terrible wickedness’. So, try as she might, Lindy couldn't help blushing just a little at the raucous cheers. She wasn't surprised and would have been disappointed if they hadn't applauded in agreement with Chuck, but the sexual innuendos seemed a little, well, unduly salacious, because they were all related. She had eyeballed the guys’ crotches, just like at clubs, but more stealthily. Some of them are hung like real studs, she thought, and since Mom always lies to me about sex ...
“It's your turn, Lindy. Are you ready?” Chuck asked suggestively, bugging his eyes at her. Ready for your turn in my bed? he thought. Damn, I'd like to spread those pretty legs! He tore his attention away from his cousin's luscious thighs and asked, “Are you ready for this challenge?” Lindy nodded doubtfully, noticing the growing bulge in Chuck's jeans; she was certain that meant something sexual and embarrassing was in store.
“This question is easy: which of us guys would you most like to fuck, and why?” Chuck asked, puffing out his chest. “Okay,” he called loudly to the group gathered around, “hold your applause until she tells you herself how much she wants my big dick!”
Lindy's face colored slightly. She wasn't embarrassed by the question at all; in fact, it made her pussy loosen and dampen. However, not being able to rule any of the guys out completely seemed more than a little wanton; Lindy did relish gangbangs, but this seemed neither the right time nor right group for that. “Oh, it's so hard to decide among all these studs,” she teased. “For instance you, Chuck, would be the alpha cocksman ... on Lesbos!” The other girls at the party – Chuck's athletic sister Sharon and studious little Amber – clapped and cheered her retort. “I guess I'll take the dare,” Lindy said.
“The dare, my silly little cousin,” Chuck said, shaking his head, “is a far cry from the kicks the right answer would get you!” Grinning, he thrust his pelvis toward her suggestively a couple of times, then continued. “You have to make out with Amber for ten minutes, while the rest of us watch!” He looked carefully at Lindy, then added, “Not just kissing on the lips, at least not the ones on your faces! Touching each other's boobs, playing with your pussies ... go as far as you want, we're easy!”
Lindy blushed, because she felt a definite tingling in her pussy when Chuck described the dare. Turning to her little blonde cousin, Lindy said protectively, “Amber, you don't have to do this; you would be embarrassed, no surprise considering the source.” Looking back at Chuck, Lindy said angrily, “You have no business dragging Amber into this – the dare is supposed to make me squirm, not her!”
Chuck waggled his eyebrows and said, “I could make you really squirm, and you'd thank me for it!” When the snickers died away, he said smugly, “But she agreed, cousin. The girls drew straws, and Amber got the short one.” He grinned cavalierly.
Lindy pointedly stared at Chuck's crotch and snapped, “Well, I bet you two have one thing in common, then!” Turning back to Amber, she said gently, “Amber, you really don't have to get involved in this if you don't want to. Chuck can just come up with something else.”
Amber, blushing slightly, looked directly at Lindy and said, “I – I agreed to, and I don't think it will be too terrible, do you, just sort of like girls' wrestling?” Amber's voice was slightly shaky when she added, “Unless you just don't want to do it with me?”
“Oh, no, I didn't mean anything like that!” Sometimes Lindy forgot how sensitive and self-effacing Amber was. She was actually two months older than Lindy but obviously too timid and passive to withstand Chuck's browbeating. No wonder I always want to gather that sweet girl into my arms and protect her! Lindy thought.
“Get on with it, then,” Chuck commanded. “We're all wondering whether she won or lost the draw!”
“Oh, shut up, Chuck!” Lindy snapped. “When you enlist, maybe you'll get your dream job – party planning for Tailhook conventions!” The group broke up laughing at the sheepish look on Chuck's face. Everyone knew he wanted to become a macho Navy pilot, as his father had been; he hated to hear negative remarks about the Navy, which is what most others considered Tailhook. Lindy glanced at Amber; her blue eyes were fixed on Lindy's face, but Lindy couldn't read the shy blonde's neutral expression. Turning back to Chuck and trying to keep her voice from quavering with excitement, she said, “I'd love to make out with my sweet cousin Amber.”
Amber nodded impassively, so she and Lindy sat side by side on the rec room love seat while the crowd formed a ragged semicircle to watch. “Okay, girls, if you want to strip off first, you just go right ahead – I'll be glad to help,” Chuck declared drolly. “And the clock doesn't start until you do.”
Ignoring jeers like “Get it on, girls!” from the audience – the loudest from Chuck, of course – Lindy and Amber spent more than a minute studying one another. Lindy admired Amber's fringed red tank top and matching skirt; she hadn't seen the pretty girl since Christmas and was surprised at how much her slender body had filled out in exactly the proper spots. The girls respected and liked one another, so their initial nervousness passed quickly away.
Lindy stroked Amber's soft cheek gently as the girls gazed deep into one another's eyes for a full minute. Then Lindy put her left arm around Amber's shoulders, and with her right hand turned the little blonde's face toward hers. Leaning forward, Lindy kissed her cousin full on her soft lips. She loved the faint raspberry flavor of Amber's lipstick, and she sucked and nibbled the girl's supple lower lip for half a minute. When the wet tip of her tongue nudged Amber's lips apart, Lindy was delighted at how readily the girl's mouth opened to accept the probing invader; Lindy's heart hammered as their wet tongues played together, gently and erotically. Lindy stroked the blonde girl's flushed cheek and felt a rush of moistness in her own pussy when Amber responded with a soft mewing sound. I could do this forever, the young redhead thought. Amber is the best kisser I've ever met!
Even the mutterings of “Come on, do something!” and Chuck's recurring cry of “Ten minutes and holding!” didn't break the spell binding the two girls. Slowly Lindy's hand slid down Amber's arm as they continued to kiss, then eased her hand over her cousin's left breast, grasping it gently. “We have a 'GO',” Chuck announced in a muted voice.
Lindy was shocked and thrilled by the racing heartbeat she felt within the quivering breast her exploring hand cupped. She clasped Amber's pliant boob more tightly, at the same time thrusting her tongue deeper into the girl's sweet tasting mouth. Amber gasped in surprise, then twisted slightly, pressing her firm tit harder into Lindy's eager hand. The layers of cloth separating her hand and Amber's stiff nipple exasperated Lindy.
“Oh, God, Amber, I have to touch your bare tits!” Lindy whispered urgently. “You make me so hot!” She slid her hand down to her cousin's taut belly, then eased it up under her top to the bra snap between her cousin's shoulder blades.
“Yes, please, feel me up, everywhere!” Amber gasped softly. “I love you!” She hunched her shoulders back to slacken the rear strap for Lindy.
Lindy vaguely heard the crowd demanding, “Get it on, girls, get it on!” The way her pussy was clenching, she didn't need any urging to move as fast as she could – they didn't know that her venturing hand was nearly uncontrollable and trembled as wildly as Amber's silky flesh quivered under her fingertips. With a little fumbling Lindy unhooked the bra, slid it above Amber's smooth breasts, and replaced her hand directly on one of the alluring mounds, rubbing her palm gently against the girl's swollen nipple. Amber whimpered in pleasure as Lindy rolled the sensitive pink tip between her first two fingers.
“Oh, that feels so awesome!” Lindy and Amber cried over and over, almost in unison. Both girls were breathing hard and rapidly, moaning and twitching as they surrendered to their unfamiliar appetites. They showered wet, slobbery kisses and arousing little nips on sweaty cheeks and necks as their blood boiled hotter and faster. Lindy's dripping cunt soaked her minuscule thong, and her female scent filled her lungs. When a heady but slightly different fragrance reached her nose, she rejoiced that Amber's twat was drooling as heavily as her own.
“I want you so much, I want your pussy!” Lindy gasped in a fit of overwhelming passion!
“Yes, yes, yes!” Amber responded, struggling to spread her pinned legs.
Freeing herself for a moment, Lindy pushed Amber's wriggling body down so her head rested against the end of the love seat and one leg dangled off the edge. Her red hair flying, Lindy flopped onto Amber and pulled up her top to expose the squirming blonde girl 's bouncy young tits. The room was silent except for the noise of the two girls rutting insatiably; the others seemed struck dumb by the ferocity of the lustful exhibition.
“I'm burning alive, you set me on fire!” Lindy murmured lasciviously. She ripped down the top of her own dress and pressed her heaving breasts against Amber's. The girls twisted wildly, sweaty tits sliding voluptuously over sweaty tits as their squeals of escalating passion intermingled and echoed from the walls. Lindy reached under Amber's jumbled skirt and clutched the girl's love mound through its soaked silk casing, rhythmically pressing and releasing Amber's springy pussy. One jittery finger stroked her young cousin's girl cleft, making Amber chuff with unsurpassed pleasure. The lightning strikes in Lindy's cooze felt like she was jilling herself off as well as Amber, and she was going to cum soon!
“Oh, yes, yes!” Amber yelped. Suddenly her entire body stiffened and she arched her back, throwing her arms around Lindy and pulling her cousin onto her thrashing body. Lindy pressed her knee between Amber's thighs, against the hot wetness there, and Amber's thighs clamped Lindy's leg in place. She shook convulsively for a few seconds, then her rigid body softened. Lindy smothered her cousin's teary cheek in kisses and knew that she had made Amber cum! I never made a girl cum before! she thought ecstatically. And I loved doing it!
“It's time, it's long past time,” she heard Chuck say quietly. “We just couldn't bear to stop the show.”
“That's okay,” Lindy said shakily, “it was sort of fun.” She struggled to adjust her dress before moving off Amber. The gang had seen her tits as much as they were going to tonight; that wasn't part of the dare. When her boobs were covered, Lindy sat up and smoothed her hair as well as she could, then helped Amber sit up. Her cousin's face was very pale, but she looked at Lindy with worshipful eyes.
“Yes,” Amber said unevenly, “I thought it was okay, too. Kind of interesting.” Lindy hoped that they could hide from the others exactly how earth-shattering their loving had been. It was too deeply personal, too magical, to share with anyone else. That also seemed to be Amber's hope, but her nonchalant expression was unconvincing. Besides, the way the girls were still quaking and smeared with each other's lipstick were dead giveaways.
While Amber caught her breath, Lindy scurried off to the powder room. Sharon was just coming out and smiled broadly. “You totally rocked, girlfriend! I thought I was gonna cum when your hand went up her skirt!” She hugged Lindy before returning to the rec room, and Lindy was pleased by how sweaty Sharon was and how hard her nipples seemed.
I think Amber loved it, but I wonder what she’ll think later, Lindy mused as she repaired her makeup. I hope she'll let me do that again, and lots more. She thought about that while she brushed her unkempt hair into passable shape. I want to fuck Amber, whatever that means when you're both girls. She examined her reflection and sighed, “Well, this will have to do. I hope no one guesses I'm so horny my panties may burst into flames!”
Amber went in to fix herself up when Lindy returned. When Amber came back, looking her usual slightly withdrawn self, they all had cake and ice cream, chatting aimlessly. Lindy was surprised at how much all the guys' crotches still bulged and found it intriguing that no one mentioned “Truth or Dare” at all. Lindy was even more sexed up than at the start of the party, but it was too late for clubbing The experience with Amber had been worth it, but she hoped her vibrator batteries were fresh!
The party broke up shortly, and Chuck offered to drive Lindy home to save Sharon a trip. The girls agreed to go clubbing when they got back to school, then Lindy followed Chuck to his car. She sighed in relief to see that he was driving his mother's car; she had completely forgotten that he usually rode a Harley. Straddling that big bike would be like having a gigantic vibrator between my legs – I'd cum so hard when he revved it up I'd slide right off! Lindy thought.
They drove along in silence for a minute or two, then Chuck asked casually, “Lindy, did you, uh, get turned on when you were, like, making out with Amber?” I bet she makes some smart–ass remark, he thought. She always make me feel dumb, like about Tailhook.
“Isn't 'Truth or Dare' over for tonight?” his cute cousin asked teasingly. Lindy was still so aching from the pent-up lust of her foreplay with Amber that the musky scent of Chuck's body tempted her. Sometimes she craved blatant masculinity, and her wet panties said this was one of them. She hesitated for a moment because Chuck was, after all, her first cousin. Well, if Susie got away with fucking her cousin, I can, too, she decided. I guess I’ll grant Chuck my favors, sort of a mutual party favor – three straight nights with only my vibrator would be too many!.
Chuck liked the way Lindy smelled, as if she had been rolling naked in a flower bed. His cock began to surge at the image of Lindy naked, rolling around in a bed of any kind. He had wanted to fuck her ever since her tits began to develop, but he wasn't about to fool with any jail bait, no matter how delicious. Well, she was old enough now! “Aw, come on,” he grumped, “I'm just asking 'cause I'm curious.”
Lindy rested her left hand on Chuck's strong thigh and squeezed it. She stroked his muscular leg lightly with her fingertips and said, “Mmm, is it all that lacrosse and handball that gives you such a big, hard ... muscle?” Chuck wasn't sure whether she had actually touched his twitching prick – it might have been his tight jeans that rubbed his throbbing meat so excitingly.
“Tell me why you're curious about Amber and me, and maybe you'll get lucky,” Lindy said tauntingly. “Maybe lucky enough that I'll …” she continued, leaning the side of her soft breast into his arm, “... answer your question.” Her fingers itched to explore Chuck's crotch, but it radiated so much heat she was afraid he would cum. She certainly didn't want that, not yet!
“Well, I don't know, exactly,” Chuck said vaguely. “I just felt like I'd be excited if I was one of you.” His voice trailed off uncertainly. What the fuck difference did it make why he wanted to know? Girl on girl porno flicks gave him a boner that wouldn't stop, and this was his first chance to ask how a girl felt when she was making it with another chick. Not that he would ever admit to anyone that watching girls do each other got him all steamed up.
“I suppose you mean 'sexually aroused' when you say 'excited',” Lindy said. She wondered why guys with the libido of a caveman usually had the language skills of an ape. “I just don't know enough about boys to understand them,” she sighed wistfully.
He glared at the pretty little redhead with the fantastic tits; he'd almost cum watching her slide them around on Amber's chest! He quickly softened his expression, telling himself “you catch more flies with honey than vinegar.” He said, “Lindy, whaddya mean, 'not know about boys' – you're not a fuckin' virgin, are you?”
Lindy decided Chuck would have to do for tonight, since she was about to explode from her frolic with Amber. She was mildly concerned that a guy as straight-arrow as Chuck might be reluctant to fuck his own cousin, so she decided to set the hook. If he buys this, he's got the brains of an ape, too, Lindy thought. She turned toward him and whispered haltingly, wide-eyed, “No, I'm a – a non-fucking virgin, Chuck. I – I always dreamed you would be my very first ... lover, so I – so I saved myself for you.” She turned away, hung her head as if embarrassed, and said sadly, “I'm a very silly girl, I guess, to set my sights on a guy every girl in school wanted to go out with.”
Maybe not every girl, he thought, his prick throbbing harder as he recalled parties where he scored two or three babes the same night, a couple just didn't have such good sense. “Oh, I don't think ...” Chuck started, but he didn't know what to say next. His ego wouldn't let him deny Lindy's overstated remark about all the girls chasing him. On the other hand, if he agreed, she might think it meant he was dumping her. Why do girls always talk so much instead of just flopping on their backs and spreading their legs like they were invented for? he wondered.
I saved myself for you, she thought, until you turned twelve and started snapping my bra strap every chance you got. Lindy never understood why adolescent boys enjoyed that so much. She had never met a girl who liked it being done to her, and certainly none who found it a turn-on. She knew she could make Chuck believe she was a virgin; she'd been doing Kegel exercises and taking birth control pills since she was twelve, to counteract severe cramps. Both remedies had side benefits her doctor hadn't mentioned – just by clenching her cunt, the little redhead could reduce a green banana, skin and all, to mush!
“Um, uh,” Chuck started again. His crotch meat had swollen so much he was afraid his balls were going to be crushed in his tight jeans; they certainly ached enough. This pretty little slut was practically begging him to pop her cherry, and he intended to oblige! “Uh, let's go where we can talk easier,” he finally managed to blurt out.
“Oh, I'd love to,” Lindy said eagerly. “Denny's has really good pie – you could have a piece of cherry, if you want to.” If he doesn't take that invitation, I'll give up! Lindy thought.
“Well, I know somewhere more private,” he mumbled. “It's not far.” Chuck thought lasciviously, You're the cherry pie I'm gonna have, I'm gonna fork you! He smirked at his own cleverness, wishing he could share his wit with Lindy. In a few minutes he pulled into the small airport his father managed and parked near the entrance. “It's closed this late,” he said inanely, “so we can use Dad's office.” He pictured Lindy's creamy body and bright red hair spread out on the black leather sofa, and his crotch seemed to inflate even more.
Very carefully Chuck eased himself from behind the steering wheel and headed for the entrance. He was halfway there before he noticed Lindy wasn't trailing along. Goddamn, he thought angrily. I gotta be a fuckin’ gentleman to get a piece of her cute little ass? He wiped the annoyed look off his face and went back and opened Lindy's door. “Sorry,” he said, reaching for her hand to help her out, “I was trying to remember the alarm code and forgot ...” It didn't seem right to say that he'd forgotten Lindy, so he shut up.
“Oh, that's okay,” the perky redhead said gently, “I bet a great big guy like you always moves really fast.”
“Uh, yeah, I guess so,” Chuck said distractedly, unlocking the door and disabling the alarm. He bought a couple of Cokes as they passed the machine, then unlocked the office, led Lindy inside, and turned on a table lamp next to the big sofa. “Let's sit on the couch there,” he said, pointing, as he looked for a place to set the Cokes. Lindy sat at the end near the lamp, tucking her legs under her and leaning back into the corner where the back and the arm joined. She was pleased to see Chuck's eyes focus on her thighs, more fully revealed by her position. She was thrilled when he leaned across her to set the Cokes on the adjacent end table; his straining dick was fully outlined and looked like just what she needed!
Chuck plopped down on the sofa and slid next to Lindy, his face red with lust. She stretched back and switched off the lamp, thrusting her full round tits toward her rapacious cousin. His hands moved to grasp them, just as Lindy settled back and sighed. “Oh, it's so romantic now, with just the lights from outside,” she purred, “don't you just love chatting in the dark, all cozy like this?”
“Uh, yeah, sure thing,” he mumbled, then pitched onto the pretty young redhead. One hand darted behind her head to hold it still as he crushed his beefy lips against her soft mouth. Immediately he shoved his tongue into Lindy's mouth and poked it about frenetically with no apparent technique. Chuck's free hand clamped his little cousin's plump breast savagely enough to bring tears to her eyes. Lindy knew how to deal with breast brutes and 'accidentally' grabbed the sensitive swollen flesh between his legs.
“God, that hurt, you little bitch!” Chuck howled, pulling away and holding his crotch. “What the hell are you doing?”
“I – I'm sorry, Chuck,” Lindy said apologetically, making tears fill her eyes. “I – I wanted to feel ... I've never touched ... it was so big and hard and hot ... oh, Chuck, it scares me,” she babbled wildly. What scares me is that you might crush my boob! she thought, Or that you might cum before I get your dick in me! Lindy leaned forward and sobbed hard for a moment, shaking violently enough to make her breasts pop out of her dress. They bobbled and quivered deliciously, and in a moment Chuck raised her head with one hand under her chin while his other seized a tit, much more gently now.
“It's okay,” he croaked, “shit just happens.” He grabbed Lindy's other breast and fondled both simultaneously for a while, rolling them under his hard palms. When he bent down and sucked first one, then the other, nipping their hard peaks occasionally and panting heavily, the girl thought he seemed dangerously near cumming.
“Chuck,” she said, pushing him gently away, “I'm so thirsty, wait just a second.” She stretched back to reach her Coke, and the way her hand jerked, spilling the cold drink onto Chuck's lap, seemed completely accidental. That should slow you down a little, Lindy thought while dabbing uselessly at his jeans with the hem of her skirt.
“Damn!” Chuck yelped, jumping up and pulling down his jeans and boxers. “That's fucking cold!”
Exposed, Chuck's six inch dick wasn't as formidable as Lindy had hoped. She was in the mood for a huge cock – one you'd only see in porno movies unless you were an extraordinarily lucky girl – but lots of guys were no better equipped and still fucked great. His prick was still completely rigid and pointing nearly straight up, despite the cold shower, and Lindy stared at it as if overwhelmed by admiration. Enough foreplay! she thought. “Oh, Chuck,” she whispered, “your – your penis is so gigantic, I never knew they got that big! Please, I'm so afraid, I don't want you to ...”
“Fuck you, cuz!” Chuck roared. He'd had enough foreplay, too – more than enough! “Fuck you is just what I'm gonna do!” Lindy could hardly conceal her delight when Chuck grabbed her and pushed her full length onto the sofa. She acted terrified, covering her breasts with her hands and sobbing. She was sure Chuck loved to overpower a protesting girl and screw her anyway; she knew that appetite was innate in all males, however gentle. Lindy started wailing “no! no! no!”, then crossed her ankles to make it easier for Chuck to get her dress off.
The inflamed boy thought Lindy's locked ankles were intended to protect her treasure box from his attack, and her whining pleas fueled his fervor. He grabbed the hem of the little dress on either side and peeled it up to Lindy's waist. Hooking his fingers in the nearly invisible G-string, he ripped it off, then pulled Lindy's hands off her breasts and held both wrists in one hand. Chuck pried the girl's straining legs apart and crawled between his little cousin's quivering thighs, hardly glancing at her luscious, red-furred pussy. With one hand he pressed his throbbing dick against the tightly clenched mouth of her juicy cunt. “I'm gonna pop your cherry, Lindy, no matter what you do,” he snarled, “so you might as well give up bitching and fighting me! Just lay there like a good girl should and enjoy it!”
“Oh, please don't hurt me, Chuck!” Lindy cried. “It's – it's so big, too big for me!” While pleading, the teen writhed wildly to make her jutting tits bob provocatively, at the same time clamping the muscles of her impatient twat. Might as well make it a challenge for him! she thought excitedly. He'll fuck me harder!
“Too bad, 'cause I'm gonna jam the whole thing right up your little twat, right now!” Chuck lunged, but couldn't manage to ram his cockhead into Lindy's tightly sealed cunt. He rocked his hips, putting more and more force into his effort, but gained no ground. “Christ, you got a cherry belongs in that Guiness book!” he muttered. But I'll bust it, whatever it takes! he vowed silently. After a few more futile thrusts, he decided the soft sofa was the problem. He lifted Lindy and moved the action onto the bare wood floor.
The floor was hard and cold, so after two more thrusts Lindy relaxed her cunt. Chuck's cock plunged deep inside her, and Lindy screamed, in part to continue her deception but mostly because the supercharged orgasm inside her erupted gloriously. When Lindy squealed, Chuck couldn't keep from cumming. He spurted glob after glob of hot, gooey cum into his cousin's tight little box, so much he wondered if he would ever stop. He did, finally, and his dick quickly softened and slipped out.
After a minute or two Lindy said, “I'm cold!” and stood up, shakily. That was an okay start, but over too fast, she thought, and tonight I can't just run back into the club and pick up a replacement. Her orgasm had mostly subsided, but she needed more to quench the fire deep inside her womb. Straddling Chuck's head, she looked down and said, “Can we go home now?” Seeing her pussy gaping open nearly in his face – her almost virgin pussy, still oozing thick, white strands of the cum he had pumped into it – Chuck reacted just as she expected and wanted.
Chuck's cock was fully erect by the time he got to his feet and dragged her back onto the sofa. “Not yet, little cousin,” he said, spreading and climbing between Lindy's twitching thighs again. This time the girl didn't resist, so while her youthful cunt was tight, Chuck's sticky prick slipped in without superhuman effort. This second bang was much better for her. Chuck fucked her like a pile driver, relentlessly stabbing his rigid pole in and out of her roiling honey pot. Lindy enjoyed four or five orgasms, two major, before Chuck gasped and squirted more thick jism up inside her, God knows how much later. She sighed, deeply content, and they dozed until their sweaty bodies felt the chill.
“Well, you're a real good piece of ass, Lindy,” Chuck said. Meaning it as a compliment he added, “You've got a cunt like a Shop-Vac, it can really suck a guy dry.” He pulled up his pants and tucked his shirt in.
“Um, thanks, I think,” Lindy said wryly as she gave her dress a final smoothing. “I've never been compared to a machine before, I don't think.”
“Well, ya got knobs, don't ya?” Chuck said, squeezing her breasts abruptly. I'm sharp as a whip tonight, Chuck thought smugly. It made him nervous that Lindy didn't respond with a laugh or a smile. “Oh, no, that's a great thing, I meant,” Chuck said, hoping he hadn't somehow made Lindy mad. He hated smart girls, but he definitely wanted to get into this one's pants again someday.
And up that wicked ass! he thought, watching the girl smooth the back of her skirt. God, I'd love to be the first guy to shoot a load in her asshole, too! he thought. That would put her in her place and teach her who's boss for sure! Chuck liked how loud snotty girls screamed when you were cramming a big cock up their tight asshole and how ashamed they were when you spread the word later. We’ll see how smart she feels when everyone knows she’s a butt-slut!
On the drive home Lindy asked, “Chuck, you're not going to tell anyone about – about what we did, are you? It would be so embarrassing!”
“Why? It’ll get you more dates,” he said. “Everybody likes to know what girls are great fucks, ya know?” Most of the guys in town had wanted to screw his gorgeous cousin for years, and he smiled when he thought about how jealous they'd be when he told them he'd busted Lindy's cherry himself, first time he tried to make her. “I guess if you don't want me to ...”
“Well, we are first cousins, you remember,” Lindy said slowly, “and what we did, that's illegal in about half the states, including this one.” She thought, Well, Mom, God didn't strike me dead for screwing Chuck, so it should be safe to try Jon sometime.
“Well, I never heard anything about that,” he said stubbornly.
“You better hope the Navy never hears about us, either,” she replied, “if you want to be a pilot.”
“Oh!” he said, startled. “I never thought of that. Don't you tell anybody, either, okay?”
“Sure,” she said lightly as Chuck pulled into her driveway. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. “Kissing your cousin isn't illegal,” she said, then hopped out and ran into the house.
No one was awake, so Lindy sneaked upstairs, took off her makeup, and sponged off quickly to remove the evidence of her carnal evening. She was very proud that she convinced Chuck that he had popped her cherry. He was okay in an emergency, but one encounter with him is enough. Suddenly she set a new challenge for herself. Why should I stop with just fucking Jon? she thought gleefully. I'm going to seduce all the rest of those guys and my three uncles and Mike and especially Daddy – and make every one of them think he's banging a virgin! She shivered in delight at her latest naughtiness!
Later, as she lay in bed drifting off to sleep, she thought sleepily, Somebody, I forget who, said to ask not what your cunt can do for you – ask what you can do for your cunt. Her hand crept between her legs and idly stroked her still moist pussy as she thought about her lubricious goal and how to reach it. Uncle Charlie will be easy – he's just like Chuck, bent on fucking every girl he can, she decided. All I'll have to do is wiggle my ass at him, and he'll be up me in thirty seconds ... for the others, though, I may require cunning plans.
Lindy's snatch tingled pleasantly as she fondled herself and mused about how to achieve her licentious goal. Her mind drifted randomly from one target to another, but that wasn't helping her devise a scheme; she wasn't even sure that she had included everyone she wanted. Suddenly she remembered The Mikado and stole the solution from Ko-Ko!
“I'll make a little list, I'll make a little list, / They'll none of them be missed, they'll none of them be missed!” she chanted softly. I’ll call it Lindy's Little List – of all the relations I'm going to have relations with, my to-do list! she thought happily. And somehow or other, I’m going to do them all!
Lindy snuggled up, her thighs contentedly squeezing a pillow and pressing it tight against her hot, wet pussy. In a few minutes the fantasy she took into her dreams leapt from between her legs into her mind’s eye. She was in Amber’s bed, embracing and kissing her, both of them naked, with Lindy’s hand sliding down to fondle her cousin’s hot, wet pussy. Her final thought before sleeping was all your dreams can come true if you have the courage to pursue them.
“Hi, Lindy!” a girl shouted from across the quad. Lindy looked toward the sound and broke into a happy smile; she was trying to run into Sharon. After reflecting on her brief and limited, but mind–blowing, liaison with Amber at the surprise party, Lindy concluded that her intention to seduce every male in her close-knit family was too modest. She now had included her cousins Amber and Sharon on Lindy’s Little List; she hadn't made up her mind about her aunts and mother yet.
I must have Amber again, ASAP! Lindy thought. And this time without stopping until I cum, too. She was haunted by a craving for Amber's youthful body. Lindy hadn't even seen the young blonde's pussy yet, merely fondled it through the girl's soggy panties, but it obsessed her. Lindy wanted to see Amber completely nude, spread-eagled, her juicy pink slit spread in welcome, offering up its succulent treasures framed by wisps of curly pale hairs. She wanted to lick and suck Amber's clit, nibble her dainty lower lips to plump ripeness, slither her tongue between those lips and probe Amber's cunt mouth and yet deeper ... Lindy wanted to make Amber convulse from uncounted orgasms, to hear her scream with joy until she collapsed, hoarse and exhausted. The fantasy itself almost made Lindy cum!
I want to entice Sharon to take me like that, Lindy thought. When she hugged me that night, I felt so totally safe and feminine. She's so sure of herself! When she sporadically yielded to the advances of some strong-willed girl, Lindy was a flawless femme; she loved being the passive plaything of a girl who would dominate and ravish her for their mutual pleasure. She hoped Sharon would do to her all the things she wanted to do to Amber, and more.
Sharon was waving and walking toward her, so Lindy turned and scampered toward her older cousin. Sharon has such long legs, Lindy thought, Those jeans look fantastic on her, especially with the boots. Sharon's skintight white low-rise jeans and crop top white t-shirt really emphasized her deeply tanned skin, and the ankle length motorcycle boots were the perfect choice. Sharon looked like a take-charge girl, which was appropriate for a pre-law junior.
“You look fantastic, Sharon!” Lindy said. “I sure wouldn't want to go up against you in a courtroom!” I sure would like you to go up against me in a bedroom, though! she thought eagerly.
“Thanks, Lindy,” she said, smiling broadly. “I call this getup my casual power suit. I don't think too many law firms would like it, though.” She looked Lindy up and down carefully, and said, “Now you're really something to rave about! How the hell do you always manage to look demure and skanky at the same time?” I wonder how fast I can get you out of those clothes and onto your back? she thought, eyeing her cousin hotly.
Lindy giggled delightedly; Sharon had described exactly the effect she had tried for. “Oh, I just wear really understated makeup that gives me a wide-eyed innocent look, and choose clothes by The Rule of 2.” She was happy about her appearance today. The tight green tunic clung to her from shoulders to hips, then hung like a pleated miniskirt ending just above mid-thigh. Pale yellow mesh thigh-highs and ballet slippers matching the tunic completed her outfit.
Hooray, I guessed right! Lindy thought. I guessed she'd go for the totally feminine look! Especially at clubs, Lindy always looked so soft and compliant that some girls were turned on to her instantly. They asked her to dance or trailed her to the ladies' room, then let Lindy know they were dying to fondle her tits and suck her pussy. If the girl was so commanding that her pass made Lindy's cunt juicy and her knees wobbly, she always agreed, coyly but immediately. Then they had a brief but torrid liaison in one of their cars or occasionally a vacant ladies' room stall – rarely, they spent the whole night together. Today was Lindy's first deliberate attempt to provoke that fervor from a girl, and she thought it was working perfectly.
Sharon pondered a while, then said, “Okay, I give up. What is The Rule of 2, anyway?”
“One every horny huntress should know,” Lindy replied merrily. “A garment qualifies if it's too tight and too short by two inches!” She twirled gracefully and demonstrated the efficacy of her technique, as well as affording Sharon enticing glimpses of what delights her outfit hid.
“Wow, I see what you mean! I like the way it gives little peeps of your ass when you spin fast,” Sharon said admiringly, “and it really shows off those luscious tits of yours, even if you don't do anything but breathe.” She raised her hands like an attacking bear's paws and faked a lunge toward Lindy. Sharon said, “See? I can hardly keep my hands off you!” and the two cousins giggled at their silliness. I hope she was serious, Lindy thought, because I've been hunting her ever since we got back to school.
“What's your schedule like this afternoon, Lindy?” Sharon asked when the giggles subsided. “We haven't seen each other since your birthday party. We were supposed to go clubbing, but the rest of Easter break just evaporated. I thought it would be fun to hang out and catch up.”
“That would be wonderful – can we go to your apartment?” Lindy beamed. “I just finished my last class, so I'm free the rest of the day.”
“Don't say that too loud wearing that outfit,” Sharon whispered in a mock-serious voice. “Not with so many horny, but cheap, guys around!” Laughing again, the two girls set off hand in hand toward the student parking lot. Sharon's firm grip made Lindy's skin prickle pleasantly.
Sharon’s roommate was on a field trip for several weeks, so they had the tiny one bedroom apartment to themselves. It took only a few minutes to see the whole place: they entered into the living room with a small dinette table at the other end, a doorway near the table opening into the compact kitchen – “It's small, but it has a dishwasher,” Sharon pointed out happily – and a doorway just to the right leading into a short hallway. Along the left side was the bathroom and at the end was the bedroom.