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My cousin Britney came to visit for a few weeks early this summer. Her parents went on a cruise and asked my father if she could stay with us. Of course he agreed.
I hadn’t seen Britney for five years. Since she was thirteen and I was fifteen. Her father is a missionary and they had been living all over the world. I anticipated that she would be almost all grown up now. Surprise, surprise.
No, she doesn’t look like Britney. She looks like Penelope Cruz. Except for the nose. Cute little face and button nose. Long black hair. But Britney looks much younger. Britney looks like she is still thirteen.
My father put me in charge of entertaining Britney. No problem. I really liked her. She is smart and funny. We donned our bikinis and hit the beach almost every day. I stayed under an umbrella most of the time but she got real tan. I found her some fake I.D. like I had and we did some clubbing. I still can’t believe they let her in.
One night my father and his new wife, Victoria, went out for the even
ing. Britney and I decided to just hang out at home and watch movies. She put in Jaws and I started to doze off.
“Sarah?”
“Yes, Britney?”
“Uh… I… uh… ”
“What is it, Britney? You know you can talk to me about anything.”
“I… uh… I… uh… ”
“What, Britney, what?”
“I can’t… uh… I can’t… uh… ”
“What, Britney, what? What can’t you do?”
“Uh… you know… like… uh… when… uh… ”
“What Britney? What, what, what?”
“Just… that… I… uh… ”
“Britney, you’re pissing me off. Quit stuttering. Now, what is your frigging problem?”
“Exactly.”
“Huh? I’m going to smack you. Dye your hair blonde. It matches your lack of coherency.”
“Sarah, I’m serious.”
“What is it, Britney? You know you can talk to me about anything.”
“Sarah, I’ve never had an orgasm.” She started to sob miserably.
“What?”
“I’ve never had an orgasm.”
“Really?” I didn’t know what else to say.
“Really.” Now the tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Have you ever had sexual intercourse, Britney?”
“No.”
“Have you ever given or been given oral sex?”
“No.”
“I won’t even ask about anal. Have you ever masturbated, Britney?”
“Uh… not exactly.
“Not exactly? Let me clarify my question. Have you ever played with your pussy, Britney?”
“Uh… yeah.”
“And what happened?”
“I couldn’t… uh… didn’t… uh… ”
“Climax? You didn’t have an orgasm?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, that could be due to a number of things. Perhaps some physical problem.”
“No. I know what it is.”
“What?”
“Guilt.”
“Guilt?”
“My father says it’s a sin.”
“I recall that your father also said that the world is just over seven thousand years old. Somehow he doesn’t have much credibility with me.”
“Yeah, he and I have had a recent falling out. He barely speaks to me. He wanted me to go to a Christian college. I refused. I’m going to Penn State. I have a full scholarship and some money I inherited from my grandfather on Mom’s side. He left each grandchild $25,000. Now that I’m eighteen I have access to it. So I don’t have to worry about Daddy supporting me.”
“Why did you choose Penn State, Britney?”
“One of the top party schools. And a lot more guys than girls. I want to get laid, Sarah. I want to get laid a lot.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah, ‘O’ as in ‘the big O.’ Orgasm. Many orgasms. Multiple orgasms. What was your first time like, Sarah?”
I told her about David. Love at first sight. But it only lasted for a fleeting moment. He died in my arms as our blue eyes cried in the rain and the angel took him to heaven. I started to cry as I told the story and Britney soon joined me.
“Sarah, will you help me lose my virginity?”
“Uh… I don’t know about that, Britney. I… uh… ”
“Please, Sarah? Please, please, please? I can’t stand it anymore. I’m so frustrated! My father keeps yapping about the Rapture and that we are going to heaven soon. I’m so worried I won’t get to do the deed before I go.”
I couldn’t help but laugh at her melodramatic seriousness.
“Sarah! It’s not funny!”
“No, Britney, it’s not. I’m sorry. I think we need to get rid of your guilt hang-up. Or your first time will not be very memorable. Or any other time.”
“Yes, I think you’re right.”
“Would you like to get started now?”
“The sooner the better.”
“I’m going to get naked and get in the Jacuzzi, Britney. You can join me if you like.”
Britney followed me and watched as I stripped off my clothing. I noticed a strange expression come over her face when I got naked.
“First, Britney, you have to love yourself before someone else loves you. Love your own body.”
“You are so beautiful, Sarah. Your red hair down below matches your head so perfectly.”
“Thank you, Britney. You are quite attractive yourself. Although I haven’t seen you naked. Yet.”
I steamed. Bubbles. Millions of bubbles. I lounged luxuriously in the huge emerald-hued Jacuzzi spa.
“Hey, c’mon in, Britney. If this doesn’t make you feel better, not much will. I love this waterfall.”
Britney shyly removed her clothes and got in. Wow! She had the kind of body most men would just die for. And most women. Now we both played in the millions of swirling bubbles.
“Hey, it’s hot in here!” she exclaimed, sensitive to the temperature of the water.
“Mostly because of your naked body,” I replied, giggling. “You are pretty hot, girl. I’m impressed. Who would have known? You don’t really dress to kill. That needs to change. Along with the virginity.”
“I feel a little tense, Sarah. No one but a doctor has seen me naked before. My father told the principals at the schools I attended that I was not to participate in gym. His concern was the showers. Not many people argue with my father. He rains fire and brimstone.”
“Just relax, Britney. Forget your father and his self-righteous proselytizing. Let the wonderful water wash over you. Open your mind and fantasize. Touch your breasts like I’m doing to mine.” I played with my nipples and pulled the tips gently.
“This does feel good, Sarah. But I don’t know what to fantasize about.”
“Then I’ll tell you an erotic story.” I told her about Victoria’s secret. How Victoria, an older woman, seduced me. How wonderful it had been. How girls could do certain things to girls better than guys could.
I could tell she was becoming a little stimulated.
“What is it, Britney?”
“Your step-mother’s name is Victoria.”
“Yes, that it is.”
“You made that story up!”
“Of course I did,” I lied. “But did you like it?”
“Yes, I did like it.”
“Do you think you might like to be with another girl, Britney?”
“I… uh… I’m not sure.” I could see the lust in her incest secret pics
eyes.
“Okay, Britney,” I instructed, “now do like I’m doing. Place a fair amount of distance between you and the water jets. Put your pussy directly in the path of the flowing water. Now move closer until you find a spot where it hits your clit just right.”
“Oh yeah, oh yeah,” she moaned. “This does feel really good.”
“Now use your fingers. Place your thumb and forefinger around your clit and roll it gently between your fingers. Rolling, rolling, rolling. Pick up the pace gradually.”
“Oh yeah, oh yeah. This is nice. This is so nice.”
“Now try pulling your pussy lips back out of the way so your clit is totally exposed. Use the index finger of your other hand and tap on your clit softly. Is that good for you?”
“Oh yeah, oh yeah. This is good. This is so good.”
“Stick three fingers of one hand in your pussy and move them in and out. Keep playing with your clit with the other hand.”
“Oh God… I’m getting… I’m close… I… ”
“Fantasize, Britney, fantasize. Close your eyes. Your lover is inside you. His big cock is doing you not your fingers. It feels so good. He is giving it to you good. So very good.”
“Yes! He’s doing me. Doing me hard. My lover is doing me. His big cock is filling me up. Ohh… ahh… oh yeah… oh yeah. Yes! Yes! Suddenly Britney’s lips quivered. Her legs shuddered. She pushed her thighs together with her fingers still inside her. Her entire body trembled spasmodically.
Britney lay back down in the water. Now a new look graced her face. An orgasmic look. Like what she had just experienced she wanted again and again and again.
After we got out of the Jacuzzi and toweled off we lay on my bed in the nude and talked.
“Sarah, you have to help me find a lover. My first.”
“I will, Britney. I’ll find you someone to love. I’ll find you someone worthy of the gift of your virginity. Promise.” But I had no idea who.
Britney cuddled up next to me. I put my arm around her. “Sarah, tell me another sexy story. Please? A true one this time.”
I told Britney about how Jenny and I got naughty and naked for National Nude Day at that sports bar. How we made love on the pool table while the onlookers cheered and egged us on as they masturbated.
“Wow! I can’t believe you did that, Sarah. Talk about girls gone really wild.”
“Neither can I. But it was really a rush. Especially the part where we gave each other a buddy suck.”
“I love you, Sarah,” Britney murmured.
She surprised me with the kiss. I kissed her back. Soon we began to explore each other’s bodies with our hands. Then our tongues.
“Sarah?” she whispered.
“Yes, Britney?”
“Would you give me a buddy suck?”
I did. And then she gave me one.
* * *
The next day I decided to pay my friend, Richard, a visit. Richard, the paraplegic with the panty fetish. During lunch break I walked over to his law firm across the street. I wore the pink mini-skirt and matching vest that he loved.
“What’s up, Richard?”
“Not me,” he replied with a chuckle. Richard could not attain an erection because of the accident and his paralysis.
We talked for about fifteen minutes while Richard shared his lunch with me. He had left the door to his office open.
Someone walked in. A rather distinguished looking older man.
“Hey, Kal,” Richard greeted.
“Richard, here’s your brief back,” the man responded. “I made some notes in the margins.”
“Thanks, Kal. This is my friend, Sarah. I told you about her.”
An amused look crossed Kal’s face. “Hello, Sarah. Is Richard having you for lunch today?” he asked with a smirk. I know I blushed.
Just then someone summoned Kal. He had an important phone call and went back to his office.
“What exactly did you tell Kal?” I asked belligerently.
“Everything. How we met. How you indulged my panty fetish. How you masturbated in your panties for me.”
“You didn’t!”
“Don’t worry. Kal is very discreet. He’s my best friend. I haven’t told anyone else. Don’t you tell your best friend secrets?”
My anger subsided quickly. “Well, yeah. I guess you have to confide in someone. What’s his story, anyway? He’s kind of cute. For an old coot.”
“Kal’s a great guy. His wife died last year. His kids are all grown up and gone. He’s lonely. Like me. We hang out a lot. Have dinner after work. Attend sporting events.”
“He’s good looking. Why doesn’t he find another woman?”
“Kal told me he can’t stand the thought of dating. He just doesn’t want to deal with the hassle. He loved his wife very much and he says he’ll never find anyone even close to her. So he doesn’t feel like trying. He does… uh… occasionally… uh… seek female companionship. Very exclusive and expensive call girls.”
The ringing phone interrupted our conversation.
“Sarah, I have to see a client now.”
“Okay, Richard, I’ll seen you again soon.”
On the way out I passed Kal’s office.
“Sarah?” he called after me.
I turned around and went in his office.
“Yes, Kal?”
“Can you sit and talk to me for a minute?”
“Sure. What’s up?”
“I’m going to be very, very blunt. You are an extraordinarily beautiful young woman. Richard told me you are wild and uninhibited. Would you consider spending an evening with me? If the price were right? I have two daughters older than you. I’m not talking about dinner and dancing although we can do that too. Am I making myself clear? I’m… uh… talking… uh… about… uh… ”
“Sex?”
“Yes, sex.”
I hiked up my mini-skirt and let him see my panties. “No, Kal. I won’t have sex with you.” He frowned and looked extremely disappointed. “But I’ll let you watch me masturbate in my panties.” I couldn’t help but crack a smile and then we both laughed gaily. “I can’t believe Richard told you!”
“Don’t worry. I will never tell another soul.”
I liked this guy already. I could tell he was patient and kind. Probably a wonderful lover. The plan began to formulate in my mind.
“What are you thinking about, Sarah?” he asked as I became silent momentarily.
“Kal, this could be your lucky day.”
“You’ll sleep with me?”
I laughed lightly. “Not exactly. But she could be even better. Definitely tighter.”
“Huh? She? Tighter?”
I told him about the beautiful Britney. How she wanted to lose her virginity. As soon as possible. Of course Kal agreed to my little conspiracy.
“There’s just one other little thing, Kal.”
“What’s that, Sarah?”
“I want to watch. I’m going to masturbate in my panties. For Richard.”
The huge smile on his face gave away his answer.
* * *
Kal had a beautiful old home. More like a mansion actually. Britney and I arrived at seven sharp. In our new designer dresses that Kal paid for. I wore a red ruched mid-thigh halter dress. Butterfly stilettos with a three-inch incest secret pics
heel. Britney wore a white fringed crochet dress with an empire waist. Anklewrap platform sandals with a four-inch heel. Kal had donned a tuxedo for the occasion.
“Kal, this is Britney. Britney, Kal.”
He took his hand she offered like a gentleman with his fingers and kissed her on the cheek. I could see the sparks fly immediately. On Britney’s part probably due to the anticipation of losing her virginity. On Kal’s part probably due to the anticipation of possessing this gorgeous young virgin nymph.
Kal presented us both with a dozen roses. We leisurely enjoyed a fine dinner of surf and turf. And several glasses of champagne. The conversation was rather entertaining. Kal did most of the talking and proved quite learned in a variety of subjects. I had never seen so many books in one person’s house. Britney expressed her desire to one day attend law school. He said he’d like to help her any way he could.
The time had come. Kal led us up to the master bedroom.
Kal slipped the straps of Britney’s dress down off her shoulders. They kissed passionately and he nuzzled her neck. He unzipped the back of her dress and helped her off with it.
Britney stood before Kal in her bra and panties and heels. She unfastened the bra and let it drop to the floor. He gasped. “You are so beautiful, Britney. So very, very beautiful.”
“Please be gentle with me, Kal,” she purred.
“I will, Britney. My late wife was a virgin when I married her. She lost her cherry on our wedding night.”
“Make love to me like you did with her, Kal. Take my cherry like you took hers.”
“I will, Britney.”
Kal removed his clothes except for the boxer shorts. I could tell he had an erection. He carried her to the bed.
Britney moaned deliciously as Kal explored her body with his hands and tongue. He took his time. Slow and gentle. Britney came the first time while Kal’s fingers were inside her panties. Then he took off her panties with his teeth. She came the second time while his tongue was inside her.
Then he began to stimulate her G-spot. The look on her face turned to wanton lust as he began rhythmic pressure with his fingers.
“Oh God, Kal. What are you doing to me? I feel like I’m going to explode. Different than before. My entire body is on fire.”
“I like pleasing you, Britney. You are so lovely. Tell me how you feel, honey. Tell me what you want. Don’t be afraid to talk dirty, my beautiful little baby. Nice girls talk dirty too.”
“Fuck me, Kal. Fuck me now! I want your big cock inside me this time. I want it now. I want to feel the pain. And then the pleasure. Give it to me. Give me your cock, Kal. I want it. I want it now!”
“You on top, baby. It’ll be better for you.”
He rolled over on his back, his erect cock reaching for the sky. Britney covered him with her body and began to slowly slip his manhood inside her wet and eager pussy. Slowly, so slowly. Inch by inch. She grimaced several times. And then it was all the way in.
“Oh my fucking God!” she cried. “It feels so good inside me. It doesn’t hurt. Not too much.”
I could see the trickle of blood run from her onto Kal and then the sheet.
“Okay, Britney,” Kal said softly, “now lean forward and arch your back. That’s it. Rock on me. Don’t buck like a cowgirl. Rock. Like that. Rock-a-bye-baby.”
“Oh yeah… oh yeah… this is good… oh yeah… ”
“Can you feel my pubic bone rubbing up against your clit, Britney?”
“Fucking right I can. Oh yeah… oh yeah… fuck… ohh yeah… ”
“Rock, baby, rock!” he urged.
“Oh fuck… hot damn… I’m… ”
Britney’s hair swirled about wildly as she gyrated faster and faster on his cock. She squeezed her thighs together against his body as she climaxed gloriously. She pulled Kal up to her in an embrace as she wound down.
“That was simply wonderful, Kal,” she whispered. “My first orgasm with a cock inside me. Thank you.”
“No, thank you, Britney. Keep me inside you. Lean back and rest your weight on your hands and ride up and down on my cock. Let’s see if we can hit your G-spot.”
She began to ride him slowly, adjusting her position slightly. “Okay, Kal, I’m good now. This is just right. Oh yeah… oh yeah… ”
“Go for it, Britney. Cum, baby, cum. Squirt, baby, squirt.”
“Oh fuck… I can’t… I’m… I can’t fucking believe… oh yeah… oh fucking yeah… ”
This time her orgasm seemed so much more intense than the others. Her entire body shook in convulsions.
A few minutes later she came up off Kal and lay beside him. His cock was still rock hard.
“What about you, Kal?” she asked sweetly. “You didn’t cum.” She playfully stroked his cock. “What can I do for you? Can I suck your cock?”
“If you want to, baby.”
“I do. Sarah, tell me how. Sarah? What are you doing?” She had lifted up her head and noticed I had hiked up my dress and had my hand down my panties.
“Guess!” I giggled. “I’m getting off. Not as good as you but Richard will like it. Especially when I tell him what I watched while I was playing with myself. Kal?”
“Yes, Sarah?”
“How would you like your blow job? Lying down or standing up?”
“Uh… ”
“Do I have to make all the decisions? Stand up, then.” He did. I took off my dress. “I’m not taking any chances of getting cum on my new dress. Some dudes go off quite unexpectedly.”
He laughed. “Not me. But I’d buy you a new one if I did. Do you think I could see your breasts, Sarah?”
Now I laughed. “You can look but no touching!” He nodded. I unfastened my bra and let it fall to the floor.
“Oh my God!” he blurted.
“You don’t need to call me God, dude,” I joked. “I’m merely a goddess.”
I knelt in front of Kal. He reached to touch my breast. I slapped his hand. “No! What part of ‘no’ don’t you understand? You better behave if you want a blow job.”
“I will. Promise.”
“Okay Britney,” I said, “kneel beside me.” She did. “Put Kal’s cock inside your mouth but don’t tighten your lips around the shaft. Do a circle motion with your head and his cock will slide to different places in your mouth. Watch your teeth. Are you ready?” She nodded. “By the way, Kal, you have a pretty pecker. I just love the way it looks. Very pretty.” I held it in my hand approvingly and pulled Britney’s head to it.
“Uh… thank you, Sarah.”
He began to moan softly as Britney experienced and experimented with the taste and feel of the first cock she ever had in her mouth.
“Good Britney,” I complimented. “I can tell you are going to give good head. Stop for a minute.” I fondled Kal’s balls. “Turn your head and cough, Kal,” I jested. “Britney, lick the underside of his balls. That’s it, girl. Now rest his balls on your tongue and lick upwards to the very tip of his cock. Good! Just like licking an ice cream cone, ‘eh? How does that incest secret pics
feel, Kal?”
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