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Authors name: Hetheranne (hthranne@aol.com)
Story title : Huge, the Beginning

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Huge, the Beginning (mf, inc, cousins)
by Heatheranne


Sue twisted strands of her shoulder length brunette 
hair around and around her finger as she talked on the 
phone. "A movie and then something to eat? That sounds 
nice Jim." 

She listened for a second and then said, "Cool, I'll 
see you at six-thirty then."

Sue hung up the phone and then fell back on the bed, 
staring at the ceiling.  She had an honest to goodness 
date with a hot guy. A car date. She jumped off the bed 
and looked at herself in her bedroom mirror. She 
gathered her hair in one hand and swept it behind her 
shoulders. Her girl friends had told her that her looks 
had really changed, but Sue had begun to doubt that the 
guys would notice.

She smiled broadly at herself. Near perfect teeth 
gleamed back at her. It had seemed that her mouth had 
been full of metal braces almost forever, but as she 
looked at those even, white gems, the wait seemed worth 
it. She turned sideways and pulled her tee shirt tight 
against her chest. She had been worried that she was 
going to be flat as a board all her life, but in the 
last year she had developed. Sue cupped her breasts and 
pushed them up. They weren't huge but they were 
certainly noticeable.

Sue plopped back on the bed. OK, she wasn't exactly 
ugly anymore, but those dateless years when no one 
would ask her out had left her with no experience. And 
she did so want to impress Jim. He was cute and the 
high school football team's quarterback. He wasn't an 
over-muscled Neanderthal like most of the players. Jim 
was smart and fast but of average size. In fact, he was 
only and inch or two taller than her. Sue smiled; being 
almost the same height would make it easy for kisses.

But then she frowned. Kissing ...she had practically no 
experience at real kissing. Oh she'd played at kissing 
games years ago at her friends' birthday parties, but 
keeping her lips locked tight in case some yucky boy's 
germs tried to infect her with a horrible disease 
didn't count as real kissing. What she needed, Sue 
decided, was a date before her date. One that didn't 
count, but one where she could learn something. She 
stood up and began to pace around the room. An early 
date was just wishful thinking of course. It would be a 
miracle for some eligible guy to show up right now. She 
stopped her pacing in front of her window and looked 
across her side lawn and driveway to the figure of a 
young man, who sat reading a book on the porch of her 
grandmother's house. There was her miracle in the form 
of her cousin Chris.

Sue had always lived next door to her grandmother; they 
called her Gram. And Chris, her first cousin, had 
always stayed at Gram's house when his mother was off 
on one of her frequent business trips. Sue and Chris 
had grown up playing together despite the fact that she 
was two years older. But as girls do, she had matured 
faster than Chris had, and when she had tired of their 
childish games they had grown apart.

Sue chewed on a fingernail and gazed at Chris. There 
wasn't much childish about him now. Last Christmas, at 
a family gathering, she had turned to say something to 
Chris and found herself talking into his chest. At 
fourteen he was a bit over six feet tall and not bad 
looking. Sue took a deep breath. She moved quickly to 
throw open her window before she lost her nerve.

"Chris," she called out. The boy looked up from his 
book. It took him a second to find where Sue's voice 
had come from, but when he did he looked at her as if 
to ask what she wanted.

"Can you come over for a minute? I need some help."

Chris didn't reply, but he put down his book and headed 
across the lawn toward Sue's house. She met him at the 
front door.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi," she said, suddenly unsure how to proceed.

Chris looked around, "What did you need?" He figured 
that Sue would ask him to move a piece of furniture or 
do something else that required muscle and then she 
would dismiss him once again. He wouldn't have come 
over to begin with, but then she had always been able 
to lead him around by the nose. It wasn't that she 
treated him badly, it was just that she had pretty much 
ignored him for years. 

They went into the living room where Sue took a seat on 
the edge of a couch. She patted the cushion next to 
her. "Have a seat," she said. 

Chris sat down, but not as closely as she had 
indicated. Sue eyed the distance between them and took 
a deep breath. "Can you keep a secret?" she asked. 

Chris frowned, "What kind of secret?"

"Oh it's nothing bad," she said, scooting closer to 
Chris. "I need to ask a favor."

Well, well thought Chris. It made him feel good that 
his older cousin needed him. "What is it? I'll help, 
unless it's something too weird."

"And you won't tell anyone."

Now his curiosity was aroused. Chris shook his head, 
"No, I won't tell anyone."

Sue took another deep breath and said in a rush, "I 
have a date tonight and I want to practice kissing."

"Kissing?" Chris squeaked. He cleared his throat loudly 
and said, "Kissing," in a more normal voice. He was 
confused, why would she think that he knew anything 
about kissing?

"Sure," said Sue. "That's OK, isn't it?"

Chris gazed at his cousin for long seconds. 'Of course 
it's OK!' a corner of his mind was screaming. For years 
Sue had been only a playmate. He'd been concerned with 
how fast she could run, and not how she looked. But 
lately he'd noticed that she was turning into a real 
babe. "Yeah, it's cool," he finally managed to get out. 
"How do we do this?" 

Sue thought for a moment. She would certainly wait for 
Jim to kiss her tonight so she said, "You kiss me."

Chris sat up rigidly and slowly advanced his face 
toward Sue's. Her eyes were closed and lips pursed. The 
two cousins grew closer, and closer and...and then they 
bumped noses.

Sue's eyes popped open. She put a finger to the side of 
Chris's head and tilted it a bit sideways and then 
closed her eyes once again. Chris proceeded and this 
time he managed to place his lips ever so lightly on 
hers. 

It was like dry leaves trembling against one another. 
Sue backed off and frowned. "That wasn't very good," 
she said. She made a point of wetting her lips with the 
tip of her pink tongue and then she stretched out once 
more for Chris. 

Chris unconsciously moistened his own lips, and after 
he made sure that his nose had the correct trajectory, 
he managed firm contact this time. Chris froze in 
place. This was his first honest to goodness kiss and 
he wasn't about to ruin it by doing the wrong thing. 

They stayed locked like that for long seconds until 
someone's strained neck muscle twitched and the two 
kids felt lips moving on lips. It was as if two windup 
dolls were suddenly switched into motion. Their lips 
brushed and rubbed and slid together until the two 
broke apart, gasping for breath.

"Wow," said Chris.

"That was good," said Sue matter-of -factly. Clearly, 
she was being more clinical about this business than 
Chris. "But, I've seen couples kiss like, forever. Do 
they hold their breath?"

The matter seemed pretty obvious to Chris. "I guess 
they breathe through their noses," he said. 

"Oh, of course," said Sue. She pondered that thought 
for a second and then said, "Let's try it."

They practically smashed their faces together and 
kissed until they were snorting and panting through 
their noses. Chris could feel his face growing hot and 
there was the familiar ache of a teen hard on in his 
groin. 

They kissed and kissed until there was suddenly the 
sound of tires on gravel outside the house followed 
immediately by the sound of a car door and the clicking 
of a woman's heels on a sidewalk.

Chris jumped up, "It's Aunt Mini," he gasped. He looked 
at Sue with wide eyes, "What do I do?"

Sue laughed, "Mom doesn't care if you're here." Chris's 
groin was practically in her face and she could see a 
long bulge thrusting against his pants. "Besides, I 
think you better sit down."

Chris saw where Sue was looking and he dropped back to 
the couch immediately. He clamped his hands to his lap, 
but then he realized how that looked so he grabbed a 
throw pillow and covered up his erection with it. 

Sue just laughed and said, "I'll get us something to 
drink."

As she left the room, her mother, Chris's Aunt Mini 
came in the door. "Well hi Chris," she said. "How are 
you?"

"I'm fine," Chris said weakly.

"Mom," Sue called from the kitchen. "Guess what? Jim 
asked me out tonight."

"Oh really," said Mini. "Now just where are you two 
going?"

**

It was two weeks before Chris and Sue were together 
again. It was at a family reunion. About twenty 
relatives of their extended family had gathered at 
their grandmother's house for a picnic type meal. Chris 
waited until Sue was by herself and then he casually 
walked over to ask, "How did your big date go?"

For a second Sue thought that he was laughing at her, 
but then she saw that Chris was sincere. Jim was a nice 
guy. They had had three dates in the last two weeks.  
But he had only two things on his mind: football and 
more football. The only time he wasn't talking football 
was when they had gone to the local lover's lane and 
made out. She had learned a thing or two there and it 
wasn't about football. 

She thought for a second and then said with a grin, 
"Wait a couple of minutes and then come upstairs like 
you're going to the bathroom."

Chris was puzzled but did as he was asked. Their 
grandmother had a big two-story home. She was too frail 
to go up and down the steep stairs to the upper story, 
so she lived on the first floor and the second story 
was left mostly unused except for when Chris stayed 
over and during family gatherings when the upstairs 
bathroom got a workout. 

Chris arrived just in time to see Sue emerge from the 
bathroom. She looked beyond Chris to see if anyone was 
there and when she saw that they were alone, she 
grabbed his hand and pulled him into one of the 
upstairs' unused bedrooms.     

"Do you want to see what I learned about kissing?" Sue 
asked. 

Chris nodded his head enthusiastically.

"OK, do this." Sue pursed her lips, but left them 
slightly parted. 

Chris did as he was told. 

"And will you please close your eyes?" Sue sighed.

Chris obediently closed his eyes. He felt Sue's lips on 
his. They were just as warm and moist as he remembered. 
But then he felt her tongue on his lips and then it 
intruded on his mouth. Chris jerked his head back in 
surprise.
 
Sue's eyes were laughing at him. "Didn't you like that? 
Jim did it on, like, our second kiss."

Chris thought about it for a second. A minute ago the 
thought of someone's tongue in his mouth would have 
made him gag, but now it seemed like a great idea. "You 
just surprised me. Let's do it again."

They kissed again. This time Chris joined in eagerly. 
Sue slid her arms around his neck and Chris 
unconsciously put his hands on her hips, pulling her 
against his growing hard on. Their tongues thrashed 
around and their hips were just beginning to grind 
together when they heard a discreet cough from the 
doorway to the room. 

Sue and Chris jumped apart as if they were spring-
loaded. They both turned to see their cousin Mary 
standing there with a bag in hand. "I'm sorry," she 
said with a smile. "But I'm going to stay with Gram for 
a while and she said that I should use this room." 

Chris and Sue both muttered something and worked their 
way, red-faced, past Mary and out the door. Once they 
were on the stairs Chris looked at Sue as if to ask 
'What are we going to do?' 

Sue said, "Don't worry. I'll talk to her." And once 
they hit the bottom of the stairs, the two cousins went 
their own ways.

A few minutes later Sue joined Mary at the table laden 
with refreshment and desserts for the reunion. As they 
picked up plastic cups of iced tea Sue said, "Can I 
talk to you for a minute?" Mary smiled and led them 
over to a corner of the yard that was devoid of 
relatives.

Sue had always been envious of Mary. She was barely 
five feet tall with short, dark hair and eyes and a 
mischievous smile that lent her an innocent, pixyish 
quality. But she was hardly innocent. She did pretty 
much as she pleased and at the age of twenty-one she 
had already been married and divorced. 

Mary stopped and turned. "So, you and Chris are doing 
the kissing cousin thing?"

Sue blushed, "Yeah, I wanted to ask you not to tell 
anyone."

Mary chortled, "Oh don't worry." She gazed across the 
yard to where Chris was standing with his uncles. "He's 
certainly grown up cute. He's what, sixteen...seventeen 
now?"

"He's fourteen," said Sue, hating to admit it.

Mary laughed out loud. "You little devil." She examined 
Chris with more appreciation. "He's going to be really 
huge when he's all grown. Is he big uh...down there?"

Sue blushed mightily. "I don't know. All we've done is 
kiss."

"Hmmm," was all Sue had to say.

**

Several days passed. Sue was in her room when she heard 
a car in the drive that ran between her house and her 
grandmother's. When she looked out, Sue saw Chris 
getting out of his mother's car. He waved to her and 
then went into his grandmother's house carrying a bag. 
Sue realized that her Aunt Heather must be on another 
business trip and that Chris was going to stay 
overnight. Sue grinned to herself. Chris would probably 
be over here in a few minutes, looking for another 
make-out session. She found herself eager to see Chris. 
He'd be ardent to see her, and not self-absorbed like 
Jim. 

A few minutes passed and then a half-hour. Sue went to 
her window, wondering if Chris was going to show up. 
Then she saw Mary's car in the drive and remembered 
that she was at home with their grandmother. Suddenly, 
Sue remembered how Mary had looked at Chris during the 
reunion and she felt a twinge of jealously. She knew 
that was silly, but in a few seconds she found herself 
entering her grandmother's home.

Her grandmother was in the living room watching a soap 
opera as she knitted. "Gram, are Chris and Mary here?" 
she asked. 

"I think they're in their rooms, dear." 

Sue quietly climbed the stairs to the upper story. When 
she reached the top, she peeked into the bedrooms. They 
weren't in their rooms, but the door to the bathroom 
was closed, and she could hear muffled voices from 
there. Sue walked quietly on tiptoe to the door, and 
after taking a look around, she knelt down. The house 
was practically ancient and the doors in it had the 
old-fashioned skeleton key locks. As a result there was 
a genuine keyhole that she could peek through. 

What she saw took her breath away. Chris was sitting on 
the closed lid of the toilet. His legs were spread and 
between them, her knees on a folded towel, was Mary. 
She had a hold of Chris's erect cock and as Sue 
watched, she slid her lips over the head of his cock 
and began to bob her head up and down.

Sue couldn't believe it. She'd heard about blow-jobs 
and sucking guys off, but she thought that was 
something pathetic girls did to hold on to their guys. 
She also couldn't believe how turned on she was 
getting. She moved her hand to her crotch and began to 
massage herself through her shorts. 

Chris stared, unseeing, at the top of Mary's head. 
Occasionally, he would take a deep breath and let his 
head roll back. Mary took her mouth away from his cock 
and began to jerk her fist over the head of Chris' 
cock. "Do you like that, big boy?" asked Mary.

"It's unbelievable," gasped Chris.

"Your cock is pretty unbelievable too. You're bigger 
than any guy I've ever seen, and I bet you're still 
growing."

"Uh huh," agreed Chris. "Please put it back in your 
mouth." Mary laughed and did as she was asked.
 
Now Sue was rubbing the fabric of her shorts against 
the slick surface of her panties. She couldn't get much 
friction, but the pressure rolling back and forth over 
her clit was maddening.

Mary's hand once again replaced her lips and she began 
to jack his cock even faster and faster. Chris stared 
at her with wide eyes. His mouth hung open and he was 
gripping the toilet seat as if he were about to be 
thrown off. As Sue watched, a string of milky white 
stuff jetted out of Chris' cock and fell back on Mary's 
hand. That happened several more times as he grunted 
and gasped. Finally Chris' stiff body relaxed and Mary 
released her hold. "Look at all this stuff," she said 
in awe as she stood and moved to the sink. As she 
washed her hands she said, "I want you to know that 
your load is already bigger than average too."

"Is it?" said Chris. He was busy wiping even more cum 
off his cock with tissue. 

"It certainly is," said Mary as she walked back to 
Chris. She took his arm and pulled until he was 
standing. She twirled around him and took his place on 
the toilet lid. "Now it's your turn." She quickly 
slipped off her shorts and panties.

Chris made a face and said, "Uh...I don't know..."

Mary crooked a finger at him. "Come on now. If you 
learn how to do this right the girls will love you for 
it."

Chris reluctantly got to his knees between Mary's 
thighs. She spread her knees and lifted her legs until 
her feet rested on Chris' back. Mary reached down and 
pulled apart the lips of her hairless pussy. "See how 
pink, almost red, and wet that looks?" she asked.

"Yeah."

"That means I am hot and horny," she said with 
certainty. "And do you see this little flap and this 
bump that's under it?"

"Uh huh," said Chris, staring in wide-eyed wonderment.

"That's my clit and that's where most of the action's 
at for women. Treat it like I did the head of your 
cock. Well, more gently than that. OK?"

"OK," said, Chris and he dipped his head downward. It 
took some coaching from Mary before he had just the 
right touch and rhythm, but it wasn't long before her 
hips were rolling around in time with his tongue.  

Sue rubbed furiously at her crotch. Her legs ached with 
the effort of holding her position at the keyhole, but 
she couldn't take her eyes away from the scene in the 
bathroom. Mary had this sort of dreamy expression on 
her face and it was obvious from the way that his head 
bobbed back and forth that Chris was working on her 
clit. Then Mary's back arched, her face grimaced and 
she inhaled in short little gasps. She was cumming but 
she didn't tell Chris. She squeezed her thighs about 
his head and said, "Harder baby, a little harder." A 
minute later she was cumming again.

Sue felt that she might burst into tears with the 
pressure in her pussy. But then Mary's orgasms seemed 
to trigger her own. Finally one of her sensual waves of 
ecstasy took her over the edge and she felt her pussy 
clinch and contract in sexual pleasure. Her aching legs 
quivered with passion and she had to steady herself 
against the wall to keep from falling over.

**

Sue rushed through dinner that night. She couldn't wait 
to get back to Gram's house. She knew that Mary spent 
most of her evenings out and she couldn't wait to get 
Chris alone. She alternated between hoping that he 
wasn't worn out from his encounter with Mary, and 
worrying that he might find her too tame after being 
with the older woman. 

Sue found Chris, Mary and their grandmother in front of 
the television watching a game show. Gram had the TV 
turned up so loudly that any sort of conversation was 
out of the question. 

"Hi," Sue practically yelled. "What's up?"

Gram smiled at her; Chris gave her a little wave, and 
Mary just gestured at the TV as if that explained 
everything. Sue took a seat and wondered when Mary 
would get tired of this dull group and leave. But Mary 
didn't seem inclined to go anywhere and the three young 
people ended up fidgeting in their seats, stealing 
glances at one another. Finally Mary jumped up and went 
to an end table where she opened a drawer and pulled 
out a deck of playing cards.

"Gram," she said loudly, waving the cards. "We're going 
to play some cards."

Gram just nodded and waved at Mary to go on. Mary, in 
turn, looked at Sue and Chris and pointed up the 
stairs. Once they were in Mary's room, the three 
situated themselves on the bed. As Mary shuffled the 
cards, Sue sighed and said in a resigned voice, "Well, 
what are we going to play?"

Mary grinned at her. "What's the matter? Did you want 
Chris all to yourself?"

Sue could only blush.

Mary said, "Why don't we liven things up? Let's play 
strip poker."

"Hey, now there's an idea," said Chris 
enthusiastically. He looked at Sue in encouragement

Sue shrugged, "OK, how do we play?"

Mary started to deal the cards, "It's plain old draw 
poker; the worst hand takes off something, and there's 
no put backs."

"No put backs?" asked Chris.

"You can't put on clothing, even if you win the hand," 
said Mary as she finished dealing and picked up her 
cards. 

Sue looked at her hand; she had five spades, a flush. 
She glanced over at Mary to see her give a wink. Sue 
wasn't sure what that meant but she didn't take any 
cards. Chris lost the hand and he took off a shoe. In 
fact, Chris lost the next three hands and ended up with 
bare feet.

Sue lost a hand and she took off one of her shoes. 
Chris lost his shirt next. Sue hadn't seen Chris' bare 
chest in years. He had the smooth, hairless skin of 
most boys his age, but he wasn't shapeless and skin-
and-bones thin. Sue could see the faint outline of his 
pec's and ab's. He definitely had the beginnings of a 
broad chest tapering down to a narrow waist.    

Mary finally lost a hand, but instead of taking off one 
of her shoes, she made a little production of removing 
her shirt. She was wearing a pink plunging bra that 
covered mostly the outer halves of her breasts. They 
weren't all that large, but the bra pushed her tits up 
and in to show as much cleavage as possible.

"Oh, I think Chris liked that," Mary laughed. 

Chris blushed and said, "I'm just glad you finally lost 
a hand." 

Sue lost the next two hands. The best she could do was 
a pair of threes. She took off her other shoe and then 
as she took off her tee shirt Mary winked at her again. 
Sue couldn't tell if Mary was cheating or not, but she 
decided that she would never play her for money. 

Sue looked down at herself and said, "Sorry Chris, I'm 
not wearing anything fancy like Mary." She had on your 
basic white, full coverage utilitarian model bra.

"That's OK," said Chris, who had his hands locked in 
his lap and his eyes fixed on the bedspread.

"Well," announced Mary as she shuffled and dealt the 
cards, "this should be interesting." 

Sue had two kings and drew a third one. Mary had three 
queens, the second time she'd had those cards, and 
Chris could only come up with a pair of fives. He 
turned sideways on the bed and slid off his shorts. Now 
he was wearing only a pair of briefs. Chris was trying 
to cover himself up, but it was obvious that he was 
aroused. There was a long bulge sitting crosswise in 
his shorts with a wet spot at the end. 

It certainly didn't surprise Sue when Chris lost the 
next hand also. He quickly said, "OK, I lost. What'll 
we play next," as he reached for his shirt. 

"Oh no, big boy," said Mary. "You've got to shows us 
what you've got."

Chris glanced and Sue and hesitated for a second, but 
then he stood up and whipped off his briefs. His cock 
sprang free and stood nearly straight up from his 
crotch. Chris had to fight to keep from covering 
himself with his hands. But his modesty gradually left 
him as the two girls stared at him in admiration. Chris 
put his fists on his hips, threw his shoulders back, 
and posed there with his cock twitching slightly with 
his heartbeat. 

"Alright," said Mary with enthusiasm. "We'll just have 
to take care of our poor looser." She scooted to the 
edge of the bed and ran her hand up the underside of 
Chris' cock. A glob of clear liquid of appeared at tip 
and Mary quickly spread it around his cock-head. As she 
wrapped her hand around his cock and began to jack him 
off Mary turned to Sue and said, "His precum makes him 
slick and easy to do this. But do you know what else 
you can do?"

Sue could only shake her head. She was so turned on 
that she was speechless. She watched as Mary slid her 
lips over the head of Chris' cock. 

Chris ran his hands through Mary's hair and then held 
her head steady as he began to fuck her mouth with 
short rapid strokes. Sue pulled down one of her bra 
cups and began to fondle her nipple. Her other hand 
went inside her shorts in search of her clit. 

Mary glanced over at Sue and when she saw how hot the 
girl had become she backed off from Chris and said to 
Sue, "I think you need this more than I do." She 
wrapped an arm around Sue and urged her to the edge of 
the bed.

"I...I don't think I can put my mouth on his...his 
thing," said Sue in a trembling voice. 

"You have to start somewhere," said Mary as she took 
the other girls hand and placed it on Chris' turgid 
cock. "You hold him here and then move your hand so 
that it sort of bumps over the head."

"Like this?" asked Sue.

"Oh yeah," chimed in Chris. "That's it."

Sue couldn't believe what she was doing. Chris' cock 
felt so firm it was hard to accept that there really 
wasn't a bone in there. And at the same time his skin 
felt soft and feverish with heat. She felt the bed move 
and watched Mary as she slid off her shorts and 
panties. She laid back and spread her shapely legs wide 
on the bed. Then she put a finger in her smooth pussy 
while her other hand made quick little circles on the 
hood of her clit.

Sue felt a warm liquid flowing over her fingers. She 
wondered if Chris was having his orgasm, but he simply 
stood there, his eyes locked on Mary, his hips pumping 
in time with her hand. Seconds passed and suddenly 
Chris gasped. A string of cum arced out of his cock and 
landed hotly on Sue's exposed breast. As she watched, 
the glob ran down her breast and onto her bra. Then 
another full blast hit her bra directly and yet another 
landed on her shorts. Sue managed to get her clothing 
out of the line of fire of the spurting cock while 
another half dozen shots wet her arm and hand. 

"Oh yeah, look at all that cum," panted Mary as her 
fingers flew in and out of her leaking pussy. As Chris 
and Sue watched, Mary's back arched and her hips 
pounded the bed with her own climax.

When she came back to earth, Mary saw Chris and Sue 
staring at her. She smiled and noticed the wet stains 
on Sue's skin and clothing. "That'll teach you; you 
need to get naked during sex," she laughed. "Especially 
around Chris. That boy can really pump out some stuff." 
She stood up and waved her fingers at Sue. "Come on, 
let me have your clothes."

"Why?" asked Sue.

"You don't want to go home covered in boy cum do you? 
I'll rinse that stuff off. You'll look like you 
splashed some water on yourself."

"Oh, OK," said Sue. She and Chris had already used a 
number of tissues to clean themselves off. She pulled 
off her bra and shorts and handed them to Mary, who 
promptly disappeared out the door on her way to the 
bathroom.

Sue suddenly felt shy. She crossed her arms across her 
naked breasts and sat down on the bed.  "Well, doesn't 
this feel awkward."

"Yeah, kind of," he said. "Just a minute ago we were 
having all kinds of fun."

Now that Sue had Chris alone to herself, she couldn't 
think of anything to say. Then she blurted out, "I saw 
you and Mary this afternoon. In the bathroom."

"You did? What were you doing, peeking through the 
keyhole?"

"Yeah," Sue mumbled, ashamed of her admission.

Chris sat on the bed beside her. He put his arm around 
her shoulders and casually strummed his fingers across 
the nipple of her breast. He ran his tongue around the 
shell of her ear and whispered, "Did it turn you on?"

"Yes," she whispered back. "I came. Right out there in 
the hallway."

Chris turned Sue's face to his and practically buried 
his tongue in her throat. She returned the favor and in 
a second Chris could feel his slightly wilted cock 
begin to swell and twitch its way back up his groin 
like the second hand on a clock. He dragged his tongue 
away from Sue's sucking lips and said, "Let's fuck."

"Oh hell yes," she said enthusiastically, and before 
she realized what she was doing she grabbed Chris' 
steel hard cock, and as she lay back, she stuffed it 
into her pussy. She had been so wet and excited that it 
slid in easily and naturally. 

With his feet on the floor and Sue's legs wrapped 
around his waist, Chris began to pound his cock into 
Sue's pussy. He couldn't believe the sensation. It was 
like moving his cock around in some hot clinging 
liquid. He stroked her harder and harder, trying to get 
enough friction to cum again. 

Sue had thought that her first sexual experience would 
be traumatic, but this was wonderful. Chris' cock 
stretched and filled her, but it was thrilling, not 
painful. She felt a jolt on her clit every time his 
groin pounded onto hers. She loved the way her legs 
locked around his waist, with her smooth skin on his. 
Even his hot breath blowing against her sensitive 
breasts felt erotic as hell. Abruptly, her pent up 
passions exploded in an orgasm and then another and 
another. 

Chris didn't think anything could feel as good as Sue's 
burning pussy around his cock. But then she groaned and 
came and it suddenly felt like a dozen little hands 
were pulling and milking at his engorged cock head. He 
continued to pump her as hard as he could as she 
thrashed and writhed on the bed. Finally, she grew 
quieter after what seemed like a dozen cums and Chris 
thought he was about to shoot a huge load into his 
cousin when the door opened and Mary reentered the 
room.

"Damn," she cried, staring at Chris, "I thought I was 
going to be the one who busted your cherry."

Chris pulled out of Sue and his cock made a squishy 
slapping sound as it sprang back against his groin. "I 
didn't cum yet," he announced. "Does that count?"

Mary threw Sue's cleaned clothes onto an empty chair, 
took a couple of quick steps and then bounded onto the 
bed. She walked across the mattress to where Chris was 
stroking his cock at the edge of the bed.

Mary reached out and smacked Chris on the top of his 
head.  "Quit jerking off. It'll count if you spray your 
cum all over the room again." She grabbed his head with 
both hands and pulled his face to her pussy. "Now get 
me hot and wet, baby, then you can fill me up."

Sue opened her eyes and watched as Chris eagerly buried 
his tongue in Mary's pussy. She wondered what that felt 
like and she knew that it wouldn't be long before she 
found out.

End