Changing Flavors

Two days ago my mother and my aunt flew to Jamaica. They had been planning this trip for a while. My mother hadn’t been on a vacation in years. My aunt Sheila had just gotten divorced a few months back. The trip was also going to be a good change for her. I was chill ‘in in my room relaxing trying to figure out what to do for the night. The one thing I knew I wanted to do was to get some pussy. I had been seeing this white girl named Erin, for about 2 weeks now. Erin was a fine white woman. She had long blonde hair, a pretty smile and was very thin. Her breasts were maybe an A-B cup on a good day but she had a real nice sexy shaped ass. I usually like women with real think booty’s, but Erin was very pretty and she was also a lot of fun to be with.

Around 6 pm that night the phone rang. It was my mother calling me from Jamaica.

“Hi, Marcus…how are you doing son?”

“Hey… mom…what’s up…I’m doing fine…are you having fun on your trip?”

We started chatting back and forth. She was telling me about her flight and all that stuff. Mom started telling me how beautiful Jamaica was. Then she said.

“Honey…I need you to do me a favor… your aunt is worried about your cousin Nicole…she has called the house twice and Nicole hasn’t answered the phone…do you think you can drive over to your aunts house and check on her?”

The last thing I wanted to do was drive down to the Bronx. That would totally take me out of my way. Erin lived ten miles north of me.

“Mom she’s probably on line or something or maybe she went out for a while…I was going up north to see Erin tonight.”

“Please… Marcus… your little white girlfriend could wait an hour or so. Your aunt is worried sick… just go by there for a minute and check on your cousin… come on, she’s family,”

I could never say no to my mother. I told my mom that I would go over there for her. She told me that when she got back she would make me my favorite dinner. My mom’s a great cook, so I knew that it would be worth it.

I got dressed, jumped in my mom’s car and headed for the Bronx. I hadn’t seen my cousin Kendra in about 3 years. I guess it would be nice to see her. We are both the same age. We used to be really close when we were kids but as we got older we drifted apart and started getting into our own things. My mother had told me that Kendra was giving her mother trouble for a while, but then she calmed down. I had called Erin and told her that I had to go to the Bronx and that I would call her later.

When I got to my aunts house it looked really dark. I figured she probably wasn’t home any way. I knocked on the door, and then I rang the bell. There was no answer. I knocked one more time just to make sure, so when my mother called me I could tell her that I knocked a bunch of times. I was just about to go back to my car when the door opened.

“Oh…my god… Marcus is that you?”

“Hey cuz…what’s up girl… how have you been?”

When she opened the door she was wearing a black robe. Even though she was my cousin, my eyes couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage.

“What are you doing here Marcus… I know you just didn’t decide to come visit me,” she said laughingly.

I started to laugh, because I did feel kind of stupid. I mean my cousin’s a grown woman. How do I tell her that my mother sent me over to spy on her?

“Did my mom send you over here to spy on me?”

“Well…she kind of… they called me about an hour ago… Aunt Sheila said that she called twice and nobody answered the phone and she started to get worried about you. She wanted me to come over and make sure you’re ok, so here I am.”

“I was taking a long bath… I heard the phone ring but I didn’t think it would be her… I don’t know why she worries about me…I just spoke to her this morning”

I was a little pissed off. I didn’t realize that my aunt had already spoken to her this morning. What a waste of time I thought to myself. I could have been on my way to Erin’s house. I was just about to break out of there. I didn’t want to waste any time, and I had been fantasizing about Erin’s pussy all day. The fact that her parents were in Europe and we had the whole house to ourselves was getting me turned on. My cousin was fine so I figured I would just bail out.

“Come on in Marcus,” she said smiling.

“Ohm…I…I…Just came by to see if your ok cuz… I really can’t stay long.”

“Come on Marcus… you came all the way down here to the Bronx…at least you can stay a few minutes…come on… we haven’t seen each other in years.”

She was right and I felt kind of bad. I did kind of miss her. It’s been years since I talked to her and stuff. She didn’t even wait for me to answer her. Kendra grabbed my hand and pulled me into the house.

It was dark at first but when we got to the living room she turned on all the lights. That was when I got a good look at my cousin. Kendra was thick. I mean she looked good. Although she had gained a little weight since I last saw he, she looked good. She walked over to the television and that’s when I saw the thickest ass I had ever seen. As she walked her thick ass just jiggled gently from side to side. I could feel my cock starting to stir in my pants. When she turned around quickly, she straight up busted me for staring at her. She gave me a cute smile.

“Do you want some thing to drink Marcus?”

“No thanks…I’m cool.”

I could barely speak. Kendra told me that she would be right back and then she went into the kitchen. I sat on the couch and started to think, “Man Kendra looks good.” That tiny little robe could barely contain her wide hips. I thought to myself, man if she wasn’t my cousin, I would try to get some of that. Even though I never had sex with a black woman yet, I had my share of thick white girls.

She came back with 2 Heinekens. She passed one to me and said,

“Hang for one beer and I will let you go.” She said laughingly.

“I know you probably have some white girl waiting for you.”

I almost spit up my beer when she said that. I didn’t think anyone but my mom new about me dating white girls. Kendra sat back on the couch right next to me and started laughing.

“Who told you I messed with white girls?”

“Come on Marcus… this is me… your mom and my mom talk to each other all the time. My mom told me.”

I kind of new that answer before she even said it. I wasn’t ashamed about anything, I was just shocked that my cousin new what I was up too. The reason I dated white girls was because black women never paid me any mind.

My cousin and I started talking and basically catching up with each other. The more I talked to her about life and stuff the more I realized we still had plenty of things in common. It really felt great to see Kendra again. I started wondering why the hell we stopped talking to each other anyway? I had also forgotten how beautiful she was. Kendra was very light skinned; she was what most brotha’s called high yella. I on the other hand was much darker skinned. I guess she got her lighter skin tone from her father who was very light skinned.

Before I knew it, one beer had turned into two beers and 45 minutes had gone by. It was almost like getting to know my cousin all over again. I also couldn’t stop staring at her voluptuous body. She had the sweetest smile, which I had totally forgotten about. Every time she smiled I could feel my cock pushing against my pants.

“So Marcus… Who do you like fucking better black girls or white girls?” she said while giggling.

She must have known she threw that question right out of left field. I was kind of shocked but I didn’t care. When we were younger we talked about everything. But I had never been with a black woman before, so I just told her the truth.

“Well that’s any easy question to answer… white.”

“Really… why?” she asked curiously.

“Well I guess its cause I never had sex with a black girl.”

I guess my answer threw her off. I don’t think that’s the answer she expected. She was silent and had a perplexed look on her face, so I thought I would explain. I told my cousin my basic history with black women, which was short, and to the point. I told her black girls just didn’t understand me, and they never seemed to want to try. I told her that I wasn’t interested in all the bullshit games that I know they like to play. The black women I came in contact with were very closed-minded and just didn’t seem to want to try new things.

“Don’t get me wrong Kendra I like black girls…its just that I haven’t found one that’s into the same things that I am into…I would love to have sex with a black girl one day… What about you, are you still a virgin…have you been with a bunch of white boys?”

Kendra started laughing. I was curious about her sexual experiences. I wondered how many men she had been with.

“I haven’t been with any white guys… but I have had sex with 2 guys”

Kendra told me how she lost her virginity to a guy she met at a club one night. Then she told me the other guy was her boyfriend who she had been going out with for a year, up until 3 months ago when she found out he was still sleeping with his baby’s mother. She had a sad look on her face when she told me that. I think the guy really hurt her. I asked her is she was seeing some body new. She told me that she wasn’t. I asked her why and she said, “I put on a lot of weight since the break up…I just don’t feel comfortable about my body around men lately…plus who wants a big fat girl.”

I felt bad for my cousin; she was just feeling down on herself. Yes she was chunky but man… she looked good. I wanted to pump up her spirit so I said…

“Girl your not fat… you look great… I swear if you weren’t my cousin I would try to hook up with you.”

I actually told her the truth, my dick had been hard since the moment she turned around and I saw that plump butt. She had a smile on her face from ear to ear.

“Awe… That’s a very sweet thing to say Marcus…but your only saying that cause I am your cousin.”

“No…I swear Kendra you look good… and let me tell you if I wasn’t your cousin I would be trying my best to get into your panties right now.”