Date: Fri, 27 Feb 2004 21:29:58 EST
From: Skntrade@aol.com
Subject: My Cousin Mandy- Chapter III   (lesbian incest)

It was after one o'clock in the morning and everyone in the house was
upstairs sleeping, all except my beautiful cousin Mandy who was now
waiting for me in the silence of her room. The guestroom was the only
bedroom on the lower floor of my house; we would be totally undisturbed.

As I approached her door I thought back over the events of the day. It
had started with a shameful display of uncontrolable lust on my part this
morning, rolling around Mandy's bed with her panties pressed to my face.
It had produced one of the most intense self-induced orgasms of my life
and as I laid spent in the softness of her sheets, I could have never
imagined that only a few short hours later, Mandy and I would be cumming
together on the beach, as we admitted our desires for one another. What I
originally thought were confessions in the heat of passion, that might
change to embarassment and guilt did no such thing. We walked home from
the beach together, and we were chatty and giddy and we even held hands
off and on. We had shared something special together and we felt good
about it. Our relationship had evolved, no longer just her older cousin
that used to watch out for her when we were kids. Of course I'd always
watch out for her, but now we were two women, needing the kind of
intimate comfort and pleasure that we could only get from each other at
this moment.

Oh, this evening had been a test of patience and self control for both of
us. When we got home, being the gracious hostess, I allowed Mandy the
first shower. She took an extra long one, and as I tried to help my
husband get dinner ready, my mind was fixated on what she was doing under
that spray of hot water. God, she must look beautiful in that steamy
shower. When she was done in her bathroom, I went up to take my own
shower. As I showered, I knew why Mandy had taken extra time. I wanted to
look perfect for her and I'm sure she did the same. I was extra careful
shaving, making sure my legs and underarms were smooth and my pubic hair
well trimmed. I lifted my leg up and propped foot on wash cloth rail and
ran the bar of soap between my cheeks; my body shuddered as it ran across
my anus. These were the sensations I hoped to feel tonight, with gorgeous
Mandy. I took my razor and carefully made sure I had shaved away anything
lurking in that most intimate of areas. God, I hoped she would be able to
appreciate that smoothness. It was all I could do not to cum again in the
shower. I didn't want to be exhausted before tonight. I got out of the
shower, dried off and moisturized my entire body with my favorite
sandalwood lotion. I would be soft for her tonight.

As usual during family visits in the summer, there was a small houseful
for dinner at another backyard barbecue; but tonight had been different,
because Mandy and I exchanged many private and teasing glances. I would
look at her across the table when nobody would notice, I'd stare at her
until she could feel my gaze penetrating her, warming her; she look my
way and I would smile, and in that smile I'd tell her everything we would
do to each other when everyone was alseep. Those looks exchanged
throughout the night. When we'd pass eachother we would be extra careful
to casually brush bodies together. We were both distracted, a million
miles away in some private fantasy where we were the only two people that
existed. By the end of the night I was so moist my panties and even my
shorts clung to my groin. I've had many earth-shattering sexual
experiences in my life, but I don't recall ever being this turned on
before.

After the other guests had left for the night, Mandy excused herself
about 10:30, telling me and Jon she was going to bed. "See ya tomorrow",
I said with a teasing grin. She disappeared from the family room with an
extra little wiggle in her adorable ass.

Jon and I were left alone and I knew he'd have to go to bed soon. His job
got him up early and tomorrow was his last workday of the week. I wanted
that boy asleep badly, "snug as a bug" as the saying went. There was one
way I knew for sure that would send my husband off to sleep
comfortably...

He'd been sitting there next to me on the couch, legs outstretched on the
ottoman, I reached out placing my left arm around his neck, resting my
head against his chest. My right hand slid under his t-shirt to massage
his tight, smooth stomach. His stomach was always a turn-on to me, though
tonight I needed no other stimuli. I heard his soft exhale of breath as
my soft hands played across his skin. My fingers crept lower and as they
reached just under the waistband of his shorts his abdomen drew in to
allow my hand more room. My fingers played in his trimmed mound of hair
above a now hardening cock. "Sweetheart, I gotta go to sleep soon," he
said the words, but not very convincingly.

Believe me, nobody wanted that boy asleep more than me, but he did have a
gorgeous cock and I couldn't go to Mandy just yet, so why not....

I kissed my way down his chest, lifting his shirt up as I went. Jon was
slim and smooth, the way I loved men best. I ran my tongue under the
waist band of his shorts, feeling the even softer skin of his lower
abdomen. I shifted positions, lowering myself to the floor between his
legs. I tugged on the shorts and he lifted his ass slightly to allow them
to come down. "Honey, what if Mandy comes back?" His protests were again
half-hearted.

"If she does, she'll get an eyeful, won't she?" I said with a grin, and
another twinge in my lower region, just thinking about that possibility.
"Maybe she'd want to help," I added, taking his semi-hard cock into my
mouth. The sound that escaped his mouth at that moment was just beautiful
and I knew it was the combination of my warm wet mouth engulfing his
member and also the thought of my cousin helping me make him cum.

I gave my husband an incredible blow job this evening. It was slow and
full of soft moaning from my mouth around his cock. It was always
exciting to make him cum with my mouth, but it was more exciting tonight
because of what I knew lay ahead. I imagined Mandy with me, sucking Jon's
cock, kissing me with him between our lips. I knew I had planted that
fantasy in Jon because his moaning and writhing on the couch was even
more than usual. He had been noticing Mandy all week too, I knew he'd
been evaluating her sexually; what man wouldn't?

Jon came hard, stifiling his moans as much as possible. His cum filled my
mouth, pulse after pulse. I took what I could and finished him off with
my hand as he continued to pump onto his stomach. Not swallowing his
load, I moved up quickly to kiss him deep on the mouth, kissing his semen
back to him. This was a hot little ritual that excited us both intensely
after oral sex. He hugged me tight after that, telling me he loved me.
Then, he was ready to sleep....

That had been about an hour ago; I'd tucked him into bed and gone back
downstairs to watch tv and wait until I knew he was asleep. I had just
gone up to check him and the kids and they were all sleeping soundly.
Before I went back downstairs, I went into the bathroom to freshen up a
bit and brush my teeth. I also changed into my favorite satin red
nightie. It had spaghetti straps and came to mid thigh. I wore no bra or
panties underneath and the feeling of the material on my naked skin was
pure heaven as I quietly descended the staircase.

My hand touched the doorknob to Mandy's room. My breath felt short, my
knees shaky like I had only recently learned to walk. I tapped on the
door with the knuckles of two fingers...

It was only seconds before the door opened, revealing my very pretty
cousin standing there. I could see she'd re-touched her make-up and
brushed her hair out again. She was wearing another one of those tight
fitting tanktops that had been driving me crazy all week, this one in
red. Her shorts were gone, leaving only a pair of black panties. The
shirt was short on her and that perfect belly was exposed to me. She was
my wet dream come true, bathed in the light of a single candle, a french
vanilla jar candle which I usually kept in the guest bathroom. The air
around us was sweet-smelling, and it only enhanced the experience I was
feeling through my entire body. "Hey you," she whispered, barely audibly.

My mouth was hanging open slightly and I had to remind myself to breathe
through it, I was so nervous. "Mandy...you're beautiful," also a whisper.
I reached out to her with one hand, partially to steady myself, and also
just out of need to touch her skin. My palm cupped her shoulder ever so
lightly. It was as if I was afraid anything more would make the entire
moment disappear. I turned my hand, tracing the backs of two fingers down
her arm to her elbow. Her eyes drifted closed as her nerve endings were
aroused; I could feel the little goosebumps rise under my fingers. My own
skin had its own currents running through it, all of them rushing to the
same spot in my lower abdomen and my sex.

Part of that was still fear. I was terrified that we were going too far.
The fantasizing on the beach today was one thing, harmless, but this....

She could read the fear in my face as my mouth parted to speak, to
question, to second guess. She placed her finger to my lips, stopping me.
"Shhhh.....don't, Crista," her whisper was almost desperate, "We both
want this more than we've ever wanted anything."

Oh God help me, she was right. I took her finger away from my mouth and
looked into her very needy eyes, a mirror of my own. "I love you, Mandy.
I want to make love with you." I held her hand back to my lips and kissed
her finger and then the next one, and the next, while softly caressing
the back of her hand. Our hazy sighs were in unison.

She inched closer to me until her body was touching mine, breast to
breast. She was wearing no bra underneath the thin tanktop, and my own
nightie provided little barrier to the feeling of her softness lightly
pressing into me. I released her hand and cradled each side of her face.
Her eyes, as I looked at them, told me everything that there had ever
been between us; the love, the trust, the friendship....and now the
intense lust that had taken us both by surprise this week. Her lips and
my lips were parted, swollen with a desire to be kissed. We could feel
each other's breath as I gently brought her mouth to mine.

The first kiss, like all wonderful first kisses was tentative, as our
lips just barely touched. At that first contact we could feel the soft
exhale of breath against each other. My fingers played in her hair as we
connected again, this time feeling the true fullness of the other's lips.
Again the breathy release, but this time there was no more hesitation;
our mouths opened a bit more and with passion locked together. Oh God, it
had been so long since I'd kissed another girl. It's simply the most
sensual experience ever. Nothing feels like another girl's lips opening
in unison with yours. Her tongue was the first to reach outward, into my
mouth. I matched her passion and the frenzy of our tongues played in
between our locked lips. Our lovemaking had begun at the most basic level
and yet I could feel our intensity already at a boiling point as I let go
of her face and pulled her body hard to me. My sex was inflamed beneath
my nightie, my nipples felt like electricity conductors.

We held on tightly to each other, my hands playing around the small of
her back.The longer we kissed the more engorged our lips and our tongues
felt. Blood rushing everywhere in our bodies from the passion.

I didn't want to rush anything, but after what seemed like forever
holding eachother, kissing passionately, it was me that broke the kiss.
It felt like slow motion as our lips pulled apart, my tongue sliding off
of hers and out of her mouth. Our foreheads touched as we looked into
eachothers eyes, perhaps one last affirmation that this was all okay...

I kissed her lips again softly and then moved on instantly over to her
cheek, my hands now playing over her shoulders. I worked my way downward
to the line of her neck to her shoulder. My tongue brushed across her
skin with each kiss, leaving the little moist spots which I know feel so
very good when the air touches their warmth. I'd wanted to make love to
her gorgeous shoulder with my mouth all week; the perfect roundness of
them now felt so good between my lips. I kissed her there open-mouthed as
I would kiss her full lips and my tongue sought out her skin. Her
shoulders glistened under my kisses and I brushed my nose back and forth
across the wetness, loving the scent of my saliva on her body. Mandy's
soft sighs filled my senses and the tightening in my body intensified as
I imagined covering all of her with my wet kisses.

Mandy held me to her and moved backward toward the bed. When she backed
into it she stopped and softly pulled my face upward to look at her. She
kissed me again full, tongue once again inside my mouth. Our eyes stayed
open, fixing on eachother and they gave away our needs to one another.
Looking into her eyes I knew there were no inhibitions tonight. She told
me with her eyes that whatever I wanted I could have from her, and she
also told me that she intended to take everything she desired from me.
God, I felt my first orgasm building already.

While we kissed I found the bottom of her tanktop and pulled it upward.
We broke contact and I stepped back slightly to watch her raise her arms
over her head so I could remove it. Oh fuck, her underarms were so sexy,
I wanted to bury my mouth in them. I lifted her shirt over her head,
exposing her breasts. They were so full, and so young, so perfect. Her
areola were slightly darker than mine, but her nipples were similar; they
were so wonderfully erect. "Oh God Mandy, I've never seen anything more
gorgeous."

She just smiled shyly, perhaps thinking I was just flattering her. I
wasn't doing that at all, honestly. She was positively perfect. I said
nothing, but instead I lifted my nightie up over my head, baring my naked
body to her. It was time to give myself totally to her.

Mandy's lips parted as she stared at me and I could hear, feel and almost
see her breath escape her mouth. Her eyes displayed a desparation that I
knew were mirrors of my own feelings. My breathing came in short bursts
and I could feel the tiny hairs on my arms standing. I felt the wetness
leaking from my sex. I stepped into her, cradling her upper arms and
lightly brushed my hard nipples against hers. I felt her body shake
slightly along with mine. We stood there for a few moments enjoying the
pleasures our breasts were bringing each other, all the while not taking
our eyes from the other.

I moved my hand down to the curve of her waist just above the line of her
panties. These were the last barrier to her nakedness; one more piece of
clothing and she would be mine entirely. I stroked her thighs with my
nails and lowered myself down to my knees making sure my breasts brushed
her the whole way down. I was kneeling, my face just inches from her sex.
My lips were parted, my breath...her breath...coming in short labored
bursts of air. She was already so aroused because even before I touched
the black material I could see that it was damp. I could also see the
outline of her bush underneath, raising the material slightly; just like
last evening, but this time I was so close, and this time I was going to
have her.

I pressed my lips to the roundness of her belly just above the line of
her panties, another fantasy finally fulfilled. I kissed her there over
and over and her stomach quivered with each touch. Oh God, I could
already smell the scent of her arousal. I kissed downward feeling the
waistband of her panties under my lips and then finally the moist
material and the feel of her mound underneath. My hand wandered to my own
patch of brown hair, fingers playing through it while I pressed my face
into Mandy's covered sex. I moaned into her, and she was moaning too. I
was already drunk on her scent, delicious...so much stronger than it had
been on her panties this morning. I licked her panties, forcing the
material into her wetness, tasting her through it. Her body jerked and
she grabbed hold of my shoulders to hold herself up.

I could wait no longer; I wrapped my fingers inside the band of the
panties and slid them down her body to the floor. Her pussy was finally
exposed. Her pubic hair was just as I'd imagined, a small well-trimmed
triangle of light brown. My own lower regions spasmed at this sight. I
brushed my lips and nose against it, feeling the softness and
inhaling...there's never been anything better than the scent of female
arousal.

Mandy reached down, taking me by the elbows, lifted me back to a standing
position. She wrapped herself around me pressing the softness of our
bodies together and we kissed deeply again. She ate at my mouth with a
new kind of frenzy and her hands explored my lower back and the roundness
of my butt. I mimicked her movements pulling her into me until our
breasts and hips were nearly grinding together. Our tongues were making
love to one another. Our saliva was thick with arousal and when our
mouths pulled apart for an instant, strands of it connected our tongues.
Mandy's hands cupped my ass cheeks and her fingers played in the crevice
between. She pulled outward lightly with each hand, opening my most
private region to the air....Oh God, she knew how good this felt, to be
pulled open. I mirrored her, fingers opening her ass and she sighed
heavilly in my mouth.

Without breaking the kiss, Mandy turned me around so my back was against
the bed and then she gently pushed me back to a laying position and
climbed on top of me, lining her body on mine. I opened my legs and her
pussy push against me. I pulled her down tight, pushing down on her ass
to keep our groins tight together. We moaned into eachother and I was
actually lightheaded with lust and so close to the edge of orgasm. "Oh
God, baby...I'm...so close," I panted as we kissed.

"NO!" She moaned, pulling away, "I want you to cum in my mouth..." Her
eyes were begging.

She adjusted her position so she wasn't grinding and for an instant it
was unbearably frustrating to be brought to the brink and then pulled
back. She didn't allow the disappointment to linger as she was kissing
her way down my neck, to my chest. Her tongue was wet and left trails of
saliva along my breasts as she licked around my arolea, brushing the
sides of my nipples. They were harder than I ever thought possible.

She didn't linger though and she worked her trail of wetness down my
torso to my lower stomach, which was rising and falling in rapid breaths.
I loved coolness of her saliva on my skin; I just wanted my body to be
painted with all of her wetness.

One of the most sensitive spots on anyone's body is the lower abdomen,
just above the hairline. Oh fuck...she found that and kissed and licked
and moaned into my skin causing the most intense vibrations in my whole
pubic region. I opened my legs wider and she lowered her mouth and I felt
the first hint of her wet, hot tongue sliding into my cunt. I screamed
out and had to remember that I had a family sleeping upstairs. My fingers
played in her hair as she went down on me. "Oh damn Crista...you taste so
good." Her words were barely audible.

She licked and sucked on my labia and I could almost feel the blood
engorging it. Two of her fingers tickled at the sensitve area just below
my pussy and then she simultaneously inserted them inside me while her
lips wrapped around my clitoris. My hips bucked into her face and her
fingers curled upward, knowing just where to find the roughness of my
g-spot. I was writhing under her mouth and fingers, making low noises,
that didn't even sound human. She was making the same noises against my
clit only adding to the sensations. I grabbed her head and pushed her
mouth hard to my cunt, causing her to cry out, maybe in pain, but I
didn't even care; My entire pussy seemed to explode against her and I
could feel a flood of wetness pour from within. "Fuck Mandy! I'm
cumming!" My body shook as the heat surrounded me in a cocoon. Her face
stayed pressed against my wide open sex. The waves of orgasm rocked me
one after the other, going on longer than I thought possible. Even after
I stopped cumming, I didn't stop shaking. I felt tears welling in my
eyes; they weren't tears of guilt or shame or sadness or even
happiness....I think I came so completely that every part of me was
spasming, even the tear ducts.

When the shaking stopped I lifted her up to me. Mandy's mouth and chin
had a glaze of my wetness on her; I pulled her to my face and kissed and
licked my cum from her. I loved my taste and know that she did too. I
couldn't wait for her wetness to be all over me, I couldn't wait for her
to tongue it off of my face. I had cum so completely, but I was in no way
sated....I wanted so much more.

I rolled over placing myself on top of her. I raised myself off her body.
"Roll over baby," I pleaded.

She let out a long "mmmmmmmm", perhaps all she had in her, and she did
what she was told. On her stomach now, with that voluptious ass in line
with my pussy, I ran my hands softly down the length of her body from her
upper back down to her smooth as silk thighs. I eased her right leg
upward by bending her knee. In the candle light I saw her most private
areas opened to me. I straddled the line of her body, in the same
position with my right leg curled up on hers, my breasts pressed to her
back, my groin pressed between her cheeks. This was just a nice feeling
when you were the same size with the other person. I moved her hair aside
and kissed inside her neck, whispering sweet things into her ear as my
sex found her anus. She moaned into the pillow and ground herself into
the soft sheets underneath. I know the intensity she was feeling; the
sensations of soft pubic hair, wet pussy and a hard clit pressing against
your ass will drive you to the brink of insanity. I fucked Mandy's ass
with my cunt and we cried out together, over and over again. Her sounds
told me she was so close and I slid downward, tongue trailing wetness
down her spine.....and down into the crevice between her cheeks. Oh sweet
Jesus, her asshole was pulsing in the candlelight and it glistened from
the wetness that had escaped her pussy. My tongue slid down across her
hole and my finger pressed into her pussy. She pushed upward against my
tongue, crying out. She was opened to me and my tongue pressed inside of
her. I could feel the muscle of her ass pushing against my tongue, but I
forced against it and my finger fucked her with a fury.

"OH GOD....LICK MY ASS...I'M CUMMING," She whisper-screamed out to me. At
that moment I felt her asshole clenching around my tongue and I felt the
spasms inside her cunt. The wetness rushed out of her and covered my
hand. I pressed my mouth against her pussy so I could taste the heady
nectar pouring from her. After a few moments her breathing settled once
again into a relaxed rhythm and I moved my face away from her now
over-sensitive pussy.

She lifted her head slightly, looking back at me with that beautiful face
and those loving eyes that come after orgasm. "Oh Crista, I love
you....Thank you."

I crawled up beside her and she turned on her side, so I could fit in
next to her in a spooning position. With my breasts once again to her
back, my groin once again to her ass, my face tickled by her soft hair, I
kissed her neck and whispered into her ear. "I love you too
Mandy.....You're absolutely perfect."

With a few hours left before Jon would wake for work, we closed our eyes
and we slept.

The End.