From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Susie (mf, teen, mast, oral)
Date: 10 Jul 1996 15:58:01 GMT

				Susie

	When I was sixteen, my parents used to take my aunt and uncle
shopping. It was my duty to babysit with my thirteen-year-old cousin,
Susie. One Saturday it stopped being a chore and became the highlight
of the week.

	Susie and I had very little to say to each other since neither
of us was particularly pleased with our situation. I usually sat in
the kitchen, drinking cokes and reading some of my aunt's movie
magazines; Susie stayed in the living room, watching television. On
this particular Saturday, I saw Susie squirming around on the couch as
I passed the living room on my way to take a leak. She was lying on
her stomach with her legs spread.

	Her plaid skirt was halfway up over the mound of her ass. I
could see her crack through her tight white panties. She had the tip
of a small square throw pillow jammed between her legs, and she was
rocking back and forth, squeezing it with her thighs.

	Suddenly she started to bounce frantically, moaning, "Mark,
Mark, oooohhhh, Mark!"

	I looked at the TV set. She was watching a sports special
featuring Mark Spitz swimming around in a pair of tight trunks that
accented his bulging crotch. I looked back at Susie, and her little
ass was bobbing furiously. So this was how she got her kicks! I'd
never really looked at her before, our relationship having naturally
been pretty impersonal, but seeing her in this passionate adolescent
frenzy created a stirring in my groin. I decided to muscle in on the
action.

	"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 doubt 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, "It's 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 Saturday.