My Cousin and The Cum Deal

Literotic asexstories – My Cousin and The Cum Deal by Ferrish,Ferrish My cousin Ashlee and I had grown up together, living on opposite sides of the same street. Our grandparents also lived a few blocks away. My grandfather had inherited a paper mill from his father, and the whole family had grown up in the area together, most of us working at the mill. We were close-knit. Whenever Ashlee’s parents would go away for a few days, Ashlee would come round to our house to stay, and her parents returned the favor when mine were travelling too. We sometimes even vacationed together as a big extended family. In truth, Ashlee felt more like a sister than a cousin, and that suited us all well as we had no other siblings, and were only three months apart in age. We kept each other company all through our childhood.

I had just started working as an electrical tech at the mill after graduating from high school, and had been seeing a lot less of Ashlee recently, since she had broken with family tradition and gone to college a couple hours drive away down in Green Bay. I was expecting her home for the weekend, but I wasn’t expecting who she brought back with her.

It was Friday evening on a hot early summer and I was pooped after a hard day climbing up and down the generator at work. I had been sitting out on the front deck with a cold one, just enjoying the relative peace, when a car pulled up and familiar voice broke the silence.

“Hey Cal, would you help me with a box?” Ashlee called from the passenger window.

“Who’s car’s that?” I replied, getting up.

“Say hi, Daisy!” she said, leaning back so I could see the driver.

“Hi there Cal! I’m Daisy,” she shouted, barely audible over the noise of the engine. The car was a real junker. I was impressed it had made the journey.

As I walked over, Daisy came into view and I could see a beaming young face looking back through mousy curls.

“Hey Daisy, nice to meet you. So you, uh, have some luggage?” I said.

Daisy finished parking and turned the noisy engine off. The warm calm of insect noise and sunlight returned.

“Yeah, Ash invited me up for the weekend. She told me how beautiful it was up here. But I had to bring some of my work with me. Can’t make the students wait for their test results,” she explained.

“Students?” I said, as both girls got out of the car.

“Daisy is a professor,” said Ash.

I did a double take. I didn’t think Daisy could have been far out of her teens. I had assumed she was a classmate of Ashlee’s.

“Well, I’m an adjunct,” Daisy corrected modestly. “I graduated last year but the faculty wanted to keep me on.”

“Huh, well that’s cool,” I said dumbly. I was never any kind of academic. “How’d you guys get to know each other then?”

“Oh we met at one of the university… social clubs,” interjected Daisy quickly. “Now are you going to lift or what?”

I picked up the box of books from the trunk. It was barely heavier than a regular suitcase. I knew Ashlee would have been perfectly capable of carrying it into the house herself. She had a thing of treating me like the dumb muscle of the family. I used to hate getting bossed around by her, but I eventually realized that it was more like she saw me as a kind of protector, especially as I had filled out and grown up. She remained 5’5″ and dainty, though she worked out enough to stay solid.

As I followed the girls up to the front door of Ashlee’s parents’ house, I remarked to myself how similar they looked. Both brunettes, with similar height and build, and wearing identical tight jeans. I firmly believed that no red-blooded man was capable of not noticing tight jeans on a woman, even if one of them was his cousin. I swore Daisy walked with a sashay, but maybe that was just they way girls walked.

You see, I didn’t have a lot of experience at that point. In fact, despite now being a fully grown adult, I didn’t have any experience, if you know what I mean. I’d had a few high school friends who were girls, but never a girlfriend. It was a conservative kinda rural area. I loved living there, but I did sometimes feel envious of Ashlee getting to go away and experience the big city life. I had always assumed she was just as inexperienced as me. What exotic new frontiers might have opened up in her new life away from home?

“You want these up in the guest room?” I called to both of them.

“Yes please!” replied Ash.

I carried the box up to the room where Daisy was staying. Ashlee’s folks were away on business. I wondered if Ash had timed her home visit to coincide with her getting the house to herself. Well, to herself and to her new friend. I started to wonder.

Daisy appeared at the door to the bedroom.

“It’s so cosy! I love it!” she said to me. “It’s nothing like the little box rooms we get in our apartments.”

She finished surveying the room and turned and looked right at me.

“And it’s so nice to meet Ashlee’s family finally. I’ve heard so much about you,” she said, and continued looking at me while she waited for my response. Was she checking me out?

“You, uh, you have?” I stammered.

“Oh sure, Ash and I share everything! She’s told me all about her little brother!” she exclaimed.

“Hey, she’s only three months older!” I objected.

“And not so little by the looks of it,” said Daisy in a lower voice.

Was she referring to my height?

Ashlee appeared at the door, rescuing me from awkwardness.

“Do you guys want to get something to eat? We skipped lunch to get here early so I don’t know about you but I’m starving,” she said.

“Yeah, me too” said Daisy, shooting me a glance.

We went downstairs and set about putting some frozen pizzas in the oven. I started clearing the table, but Daisy came over and pulled on my arm.

“Nah, I don’t think so. Pizza’s no table food. Can we just crash on the sofa?” she said.

She tugged me over to the living room. Her touch was electric to me.

“I guess so,” I laughed weakly.

Daisy sat at one end of the sofa and I sat chastely at the other and switched on the TV. Ash brought the pizzas in on a wooden board, and placed it on the table in front of the sofa.

“Dig in guys,” she said. “You want a beer? Cal?”

“Sure,” I said.

Daisy got up.

“Let me come help you with the drinks,” she said.

Daisy left and went into the kitchen with Ashlee. I grabbed a slice, and chewed, and tried to listen. I couldn’t hear what they were talking about.

A moment later, they returned. Daisy had two cans and handed one to me.

“For you, sir,” she said in a mock waitress voice.

Daisy then sat back down on the sofa. She didn’t return to her previous position at the other end of the sofa. She sat next to me, and motioned for Ash to take the remaining space on her other side.

A girl choosing to sit close to you is another one of those things that a red-blooded man notices.

“Want to watch a movie?” mumbled Ash, through a mouthful of pizza.

We flicked through some options to find something none of us had seen before, then settled in and started watching.

Until Ash showed up, I had been planning a quiet night in to rest. My parents were back at home and I would probably have just chilled out in the garden talking about work with them. I had been planning to wish the girls well and return home after helping them with Daisy’s box, but somehow I had gotten swept up into a pizza and movie night. Part of me had wondered if Daisy and Ash were more than just friends, and I was going to leave them to have some time alone, but they both seemed to want me to stay. So, whatever, pizza and movie night was a fine way to have a quiet night.

As it grew darker and cooler outside, Ash got up to close the curtains. She came back with a stack of blankets and offered them to me and Daisy.

“Awesome, it’s like you read my mind,” said Daisy, taking one and snuggling up inside it.

“I’m good,” I said, declining.

Daisy turned to me.

“You’re hot blooded, right?” she joked.

“Damn straight” I said, mustering half an ounce of courage.

We continued watching. Daisy seemed restless. She kept adjusting the blanket, and at one point repositioned it so that part of it crossed my leg.

I didn’t move or say anything. Everything she had done so far was plausibly deniable.

Then she put her hand on my thigh, under the blanket.

I knew instantly what was happening, but stayed silent. What the hell was going on? Not that Daisy wasn’t a smoking hot little thing, but what was Ash playing at, bringing her home to me like this? Had Ash been telling her about me? Ash knew a lot about me. She could have told her anything. She could have told her everything!

Daisy’s hand stayed there, motionless. Even when she leaned forward to grab her drink from the table, her hand stayed put. Daisy couldn’t have known it, but my dick had begun to strain against my jeans.

This was my first real touch from a girl. I felt bewildered. Sure, I had fantasized, and had watched as much porn as any other teenager, but it felt suddenly like I had passed beyond a threshold and come face to face with something new and exciting.

Should I respond? What does she want? What if she’s just teasing? Why is she doing this with Ash sat right next to her? Did Ash put her up to this somehow?

“Ash, throw me one of those blankets after all would you? It’s getting chilly,” I said, lying.

Ash passed one over and I laid it out over me, using the opportunity to adjust my pants so that my growing erection was less painful — and under the blanket, less visible.

Daisy kept her hand exactly where it had been, the whole time I was moving around. She was still looking dead ahead, seemingly just watching the movie. I decided to make a move.

Beneath the blanket, I moved my hand onto her thigh, mirroring her, keeping it still.

She didn’t move. We continued to sit there in silence, with our hands on each other’s upper thighs. Daisy was wearing a skirt so her bare leg was a little more accessible than mine, but I had chosen to place my hand over the skirt material anyway, to keep things even.

I paid no attention to what was happening in the movie.

Daisy made the next move. She suddenly pulled her hand away and up out of the blanket and stretched both arms towards the ceiling with a yawn. She lifted up the blanket and in doing so, caused mine to lift and fall to the floor. I quickly moved my hand away from her thigh. I saw Ash looking briefly across at us, in the moment that the blankets were off. Daisy quickly brought her blanket back down and adjusted hers so it fell across me too. I left my blanket off. We were now sharing one.

As Daisy settled back down, she brought her hand down to rest under the blanket, right on my crotch. Holy shit! Her fingers moved slightly, feeling around to confirm where she was. She held her hand over the tube shape that had formed in my pants. There was absolutely no illusion that she didn’t know exactly what she was doing.

I decided to slide my hand back onto her thigh. With a slow, silent move beneath the blanket, I crept my hand onto her bare knee, and slid upwards. My hand found its previous resting position, but this time against bare skin with skirt material pushed out of the way. I continued moving my hand over her thigh… upwards… seeking again to mirror her… but just as my hand was about to cross the line between risqué and intimate, she sat up, pulling her hand away and reaching for her drink. She downed it, and stood up.

“Guys, it’s been a really long day, and I’m just not feeling this movie,” she said. “Do you mind if I turn in?”

“No, of course not Dee,” said Ashlee. “Have you got everything you need? You know where the bathroom is?”

“I’m all good,” she said. “Night Cal.”

I noticed that her cheeks were flushed as she hurried off up the stairs to the guest room.

A moment passed, then I turned to Ash.

“What the hell was that Ash?” I hissed.

Ash’s face erupted into a smirk.

“I hope she didn’t leave you hanging,” she said through a grin.

“Shit yes she did! And you knew what she was doing? All this time?” I cried, trying not to be too loud.

“I’m so sorry Cal. Look, I can explain,” she said.

Despite the change of company, my erection was going nowhere. Ash watched me rearrange myself in my pants.

“Cal, I didn’t mean for it to happen so quickly!” she tried to explain. “Daisy and I met a few months ago and we’ve become really good friends. She helped me a lot with my coursework, and it turns out we’ve got similar interests. So I guess you might call her my best friend.”

“Is that all it is?” I asked. “Because for a while I was really wondering whether you two were dating or something.”

“Dating?! Jesus Cal, no!” she exclaimed. “Is that what you think college girls get up to?”

“Uh, well, I…” I attempted. “Maybe? I don’t know.”

“Honestly,” she said, with an exaggerated mock rolling of her eyes. “A guy watches some lesbian porn and suddenly he’s an expert.”

“Look, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to imply there was anything sexual going on.” I apologised.

Ash was quiet for a moment. She shifted herself in her corner of the sofa, crossing her legs.

“Well…” she trailed off.

She had my attention now.

“Well what?” I asked.

“Well, I guess you could say it’s a little bit sexual…” she said.

“What are you talking about, Ash? I said, confused.

Ash pursed her lips and thought for a moment, evidently trying to think of a way to explain herself.

“OK, so… Here’s the thing… The thing is… OK, OK. You know how I said Daisy and I met at a social club?” she said.

“Go on…” I replied.

“So, yeah. It was a book club, and she was my reading partner. We had been assigned something which I guess you could say was on the steamier side of romance. We were both really getting into it, and we started talking about it, at the club, and then outside the club too. Like I said, we had a lot in common. We were both really enjoying it, and it got us talking about the kind of things we like…”

I stared at her in silence.

“When you say like, you mean…?” I asked.

“Oh yeah. I do mean. We shared everything. And it turns out that one thing Daisy really likes is something she’s never been able to have,” she said.

My ears perked up, and so did my cock.

“You see, it’s not easy for a girl. There are risks. Guys have it so easy. You can just fuck and go, consequence free,” she continued.

Fuck. That was a new one for Ashlee. When she left for college, she was firmly what I would call a good girl. I had never heard her use that word in its sexual sense before.

“I mean, some guys can,” I said, feeling a twinge of embarrassment at my virginal state.

Ashlee ignored it.

“For a guy, sex is just this… this… release, I guess,” she said.

Tell me about it.

“For us, we get more emotionally connected. It’s not so easy to just have a one night stand and forget about it,” she continued.

“So, uh, Daisy wants to sleep around but feels guilty or something?” I asked.

“Not quite,” said Ash delicately. “I mean, maybe a bit. But she’s got a specific thing. Like, there’s something that really…” she trailed off.

“Turns her on?” I suggested.

“Yes!” said Ash. “Perhaps you could call it a… fetish? It’s not just about sex. It’s more than just sex, it’s like it’s something that turns her dial up to twelve. She feels drawn towards it. But it’s not easy, because like I said, this is a risky thing for a girl.”

“Can you just get on and tell me what this thing is that you’ve brought Daisy here to do?” I said, on tenterhooks.

Ash looked me right in the eyes.

“She craves the taste of cum,” she said.

I was stunned to hear this word come out of my cousin’s mouth. I was speechless. I could only laugh nervously.

“Fuck.” was all I could manage. This was uncomfortable conversational territory for me. Ash and I had never spoken about anything sexual before.

I regained some composure.

“So why doesn’t she just get on with it and blow some guys?” I asked. “Isn’t that like the main thing that happens at college anyway?”

“Jeez, you and your fantasy college. Look, no, she can’t just do that. Like I said, there are risks. Besides the obvious risks of catching something off promiscuous college dudes, she’s got her reputation to consider. She’s going for tenure. She can’t be known as the village cum dumpster.”

Again with this filth coming from my sweet innocent cousin.

“Anyway, it’s not just about blowing guys. She’s got a specific thing for… virgins,” she said.

I felt like I’d won the lottery.

“I mean, it makes sense right?” she explained. “She won’t catch anything off a virgin, and her reputation’s safe with the local boy from far out of town, yeah? You’re a gentleman aren’t you?”

I could barely process what I was hearing. My cousin had brought her cum-fetishizing best friend to me like I was a cow to be milked — and for my virginity to be taken for her benefit.

Hell yeah I thought.

“Fuck. I mean, holy shit.” I said. “So, OK, you told her all about your virgin cousin and brought her here to get some?”

“Kinda, yeah,” she said. “I actually thought it would be win-win-win for us all. We did a deal. She helped me with my schoolwork, and I’m helping her with her little problem.”

“And what makes you think I’m still a virgin?” I said, suddenly defending my ego.

She laughed.

“Oh come on Cal, I know you better than anyone! I’ve seen how nervous you are around girls. To be honest, I’ve been a little worried about you. I thought this might take the edge off that nervousness.”

She got me.

I considered my next move.

“So what now? I just go up there and drop my pants and she sucks me off?” I asked.

She laughed again.

“Always with the romance, huh?” she jibbed.

“Look, she was the one who had her hand over my dick!” I protested.

With that, Ash looked down at my aching crotch.

“I can tell,” she said.

“Shit, quit looking at it, you’re my cousin,” I said.

Ashlee smirked again.

“So, you going up there or what?” she said.

I didn’t need to be told twice. I got up and walked like a cowboy up the staircase to the guest room. The door fell open as I knocked.

On the bed, Daisy sat cross-legged in a set of pink pyjamas. Her eyes met mine and her mouth was open slightly. Slowly, she pulled her hand from out of her panties. She stood and walked a couple of steps towards me, close enough that she could lean forward and hold my head between her hands. Two of her fingers were wet against my cheek.

I stepped towards her and put my hands on her shoulders.

“Did Ash explain everything?” she asked, running her hands down my sides to my hips.

I nodded, noticing her hard nipples poking the front of her pyjama top.

Daisy kissed me gently on the lips. My first kiss. Her hands felt around to the back of my jeans, grasped my buttocks, and pulled me back towards the bed.

She sat down on the end of the bed and I stayed standing. She began to undo my buttons, and slipped my jeans down. Only a thin layer of cotton separated her face from my cock, which stood as hard and proud as it ever had, forced to one side of my pants in a lewd and obvious shape. Daisy leaned forward and flicked her tongue at the small wet spot where my precum had soaked through. She let out a little sigh.

I ran my hands through her hair as she tucked her thumbs into my waistband and pulled my underwear down, releasing my cock with a spring. She gawped at it for a moment, then dived her mouth onto it hungrily. She immediately went almost all the way down, groaning into it as she felt it against the back of her throat.

I felt like this was the moment my life had been building towards. I had an urge to hold onto the back of her head and keep her forced down, but I didn’t need to — she was holding herself there. When she came up for air with a gasp, her eyes were smouldering. I noticed one of her hands had crept back into her pants.

She began suckling at the head of my cock, running her tongue firmly up the underside to try to force more precum out so she could savor it. I could tell that she was frigging herself in a rhythm to match the bob of her head. I closed my eyes and threw my head back, lost in pleasure.

Daisy’s other hand came up to caress my balls, holding them, cupping them, weighing them. I heard and felt her hum a muffled uh-huh of approval. She moved her free hand up to my shaft and began a jerking motion while her tongue concentrated on the head.

I lost track of time completely. I have no idea how long she spent fellating me. It felt like forever, but I knew my virginal stamina made it more likely to have been only a matter of minutes.

She absolutely knew what she was doing — building up my tension with her hand motion and concentrating on the trigger spot beneath my cockhead. She knew her way around a penis, in anatomical detail.

She pulled her head off for long enough to speak three words:

“Don’t hold back,” she said, then returned to delivering a magnificent blowjob.

She began shorter, faster strokes, keeping up the suction over my glans and pressing her tongue deeply into my frenulum. I couldn’t hold on any longer. I let out a moan and a shudder, and she knew what was coming. She moved her hand up my shaft and pulled back ever so slightly, so that my cock head was still completely enveloped in the warmth of her mouth, but the very tip was positioned on her tongue.

She had planned this motion to the finest detail. She wanted to taste everything.

It wasn’t a coup-de-grace technique that finished me off. It was my realizing that she truly, utterly, deeply wanted this. He entire being was focused on receiving my load into her mouth, and mine was focused on giving it to her. Semen flooded out as I pulsated in her mouth, squirting out the cum that she craved. She kept up a gentle rubbing motion with her tongue as I came, then her tongue went loose as she let out a grunt. I looked down on her as I came down from my high, seeing her eyes squeezed tightly shut, and her hand pressed hard into her crotch. She wasn’t breathing. She was lost in her orgasm.

Gradually, her face relaxed and she opened her eyes, with her lips still stretched taught around my dick, not letting a drop spill. She sat there, panting through her nose, then went deep down onto me, pressed her tongue into the base of my cock, and ran it all the way up, squeezing out whatever last drop might still be available. With a gentle, expert motion, she slid her mouth off my dick and stood up, looking into my eyes with bliss. She tried to form a smile, but it looked funny with her cheeks still full. She took a deep breath and swallowed. Her eyes rolled back, and her eyelids closed, as she exhaled.

“That was fucking awesome” said Ash from the doorway.

I whipped around on the spot.

“Ash what the fuck?!” I shouted. “Were you watching the whole time?”

I turned around to Daisy.

“Was she watching the whole time?” I asked her.

“Beats me, I was busy,” she said through wet lips.

I turned again to Ash, oblivious to my cock being flopped out on full display.

“Seriously?” I said.

“What can I say, I felt left out! I had a fucking sex club scene going on in my guest room, with the door wide open. What was I supposed to do, walk past and pretend it wasn’t happening?” she said.

“Yes!” I complained.

“Ah come on, I’ve been in on the scheme the whole time anyway, what’s the harm in me seeing it come to fruition?” she argued.

I just stood there aghast, still recovering from my draining, with my limp cock hanging out in front of my cousin. I became suddenly self-conscious, and tried to cover myself up.

“Don’t bother, I’ve seen it a million times before,” said Ashlee.

“No you fucking haven’t!” I said.

“Sure I have, we’ve been skinny dipping, we used to get changed together in the same RV on vacation,” she said.

“That’s completely different.” I said. “A quick glance in a changing room is really not the same as watching me bust my nut in your best friend’s mouth!”

It was Ashlee’s turn to be surprised by my crude turn of phrase.

“I suppose that’s true, and I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to invade your privacy. It’s just that Daisy and I have been talking about it all week. Isn’t that right Daisy? I just had to see it really happen,” she explained.

“Yeah,” said Daisy, “I mean, doesn’t Ash deserve to watch? After all she’s done for you?”

With that, I felt a little guilty. It was true, I was overwhelmingly grateful that Ash had set this up for me.

“How was it then, Dee?” said Ash.

“Oh it was just perfect,” said Daisy. “Thank you so much Cal. I hope you don’t feel like I’ve taken advantage of you. Ash explained, didn’t she? This is something I’ve been absolutely bursting for, for so long. It’s such a relief, to finally get off with some virgin cum in my mouth. You have no idea how many nights I’ve spent alone, face down in my pillow, fantasizing about this, and never quite able to get fully off? Don’t get me wrong, when I come I come, but your sperm just pushed me over an edge that I didn’t even know I could reach.”

I was still a little taken aback by how direct and explicit Daisy was being.

“Ash, would you pass me those tissues please?” she said, motioning towards the sideboard.

Ash came into the room and passed the tissue box over. Daisy took a handful and stuffed it down her panties, mopping up, then pulled the wad up and was about to aim for the bin when she noticed me gawping. An idea came across her face.

“You know Ash, he’s still technically a virgin,” she said.

“Pretty big technicality if you ask me, but I see what you mean,” replied Ash.

“And he’s young too. I think he may have more to offer. What do you think, Ash?” she said, mischievously.

Once again, she was dead right, and my cock knew it before I did. It began to rise again.

“What do you say Ash, shall we finish our little confidence-building exercise?” said Daisy.

“What do you mean “we”?” I said, looking at Ash, who looked back at me with flushed cheeks.

“Doesn’t she get to carry on watching? You know she’d enjoy it just as much as you would,” said Daisy. “There’s only one condition — you have to cum in my mouth again.”

I didn’t feel like I needed to negotiate. I nodded.

Daisy leaned back on the bed and whipped off her pyjama bottoms and panties, then spread her legs out to expose a neatly trimmed runway of hair leading to an engorged and exposed clitoris above her sopping wet vagina.

“Fuck me, Cal,” said Daisy.

I was on autopilot. I stepped forward as my cock rose. I decided if I was going to do this, I was going to do it properly. I knelt down, moved in, and gave her clit a quick lick. Daisy squealed in surprised delight.

“Oh, he’s been trained well!” she said. “Don’t stop!”

I continued to swirl her clit, trying to remember some of the moves she’d used on me. I moved one hand into position in front of her vagina and slipped a finger in as I suckled on her button. She gradually lost her cocky attitude and began whimpering and breathing shortly. As I pleasured her to the best of my amateur ability, I noticed Ash had moved round to get a closer look at what I was doing. I looked up and our eyes met, with my tongue pressed into her best friend’s clit. I paused for a moment, until Ash gave me a keep going gesture.

Daisy starting writhing around, wrapping her legs around my head, trying to keep me held in position as I lapped and probed at her. A second finger went in easily.

“Cal, get up here and fuck me, please,” she said.

I stood up, wiped my mouth and removed my shirt so that I was finally standing fully naked, with my renewed erection sticking out towards her obscenely. I pushed her knees apart and moved in.

“Wait!” said Ash.

I looked over at her. I had completely lost any self-consciousness I might have felt at being naked and hard in front of my cousin.

“Don’t you think you’re a little underdressed?” she said, holding up a condom that she had fished out of Daisy’s handbag.

“It’s fine, she said to cum in her mouth,” I said.

“Can you guarantee that? Plus, you might still have cum on your dick from before,” challenged Ash.

She was right. I didn’t feel like I was fully under my own control at that point.

“OK, hand it here,” I said to Ash.

“No,” said Daisy, with a desperate look on her face. “Don’t give it to him. Put it on him.”

Ash was finally the one to be shocked.

“You want me to put a condom on him? On my own cousin? You realize that’s fucked up?” she said.

Daisy nodded, and began masturbating. “He’s never used one before. He’ll need someone to show him how to do it properly.”

“This OK with you?” Ash asked me.

I nodded too. I couldn’t believe I was agreeing to this. My own cousin, who up until a few hours ago, had been just my best friend, was standing in front of me offering to sheath me up so I could fuck her best friend.

“OK, here we go then,” said Ash.

Ash opened up the packet and approached me. She went down on her knees and looked up into my eyes, past my dick. For a moment I imagined her tongue slipping out and giving me a lick, but instead she simply placed the condom on the tip of my cock, and began to push it down, rolling the rubber down my shaft. Did she need to use both hands like that? I wasn’t sure.

“There we go, easy as that. Let me just check it’s secure,” said Ash.

She gave it a little tug at the base, and then squeezed the tip of my cock, adjusting the condom slightly and pulling down on it to remove a slight kink. She ran her hand down the length, ostensibly “checking” it.

“You see the little flappy bit at the top? That’s what holds your cum.”

“Jesus Ash, I know how a condom works, OK,” I replied.

“OK, Mr Virgin, whatever you say” she replied, then began to stand up. As she rose, she gave my cock head the tiniest little kiss. I couldn’t believe she had done that.

“What the fuck was that for?” I said.

“Relax, I didn’t touch you, you were fully covered up,” she said with a naughty smile.

Daisy began rubbing herself faster.

Enough chat — I turned towards Daisy and grabbed her by the ankles, pushing her legs up towards her chest, fully exposing her pussy and the tiny wink of her anus. I moved in and plunged my cock into her slick hole, and in that moment I considered myself officially no longer a virgin. I began pumping her, thrusting into her, and then reaching a pace I was proud to call fucking. She pulled up her top, revealing her perfect breasts.

“Touch them,” she said as I plowed her. I reached forward, trying to keep her legs in position, but she cut me off.

“Not you,” said Daisy to me.

Ash had sidled over to the side of the bed and was now leaning in, watching my dick go in and out of Daisy. As requested, she brushed one hand over Daisy’s nipples. Her other hand was in her pants. She was getting herself off to the sight of me fucking!

Daisy was moaning and touching herself as I continued to pound her pussy, grateful that I had already cum once that night and felt like I could last longer. I couldn’t quite believe Ash was getting involved with another girl — and worse, right next to her cousin!

“Ash, what are you doing? I thought you said you two weren’t…” I said.

“We’re not. Save the labels. Hot sex is hot sex, right? Keep fucking her will you, I fucking love to see it,” said Ash, throwing her hair back lasciviously.

Hot sex is hot sex, huh? I thought. There was a certain logic to it.

Daisy’s fingers slipped between her clit and my cock, feeling it move in and out of her. I fucked like a machine, with desperate teenage energy, pushing her down into the bed.

I didn’t notice at what point Ash slipped out of her trousers, but suddenly she was sitting on all fours next to us, still playing with Daisy’s nipples and fondling herself. She was positioned alongside so that her head was up by Daisy’s, and her panty-covered ass was facing towards me. Her left hand disappeared beneath the elastic of her panties. A wet spot had formed through the material. Daisy looked at me and saw me looking.

“Take it all in, Cal. You like what you see?” she said, breathlessly.

I looked back at Ash’s ass, jiggling from her own ministrations on herself. It was wrong, I knew it. But we had left right and wrong behind a long time ago. Boldly I reached out and put my hand on Ash’s ass cheek.

“Yes,” she said, plainly.

I began caressing Ash’s ass as I continued to fuck Daisy. I was getting close. Ash had begun to kiss Daisy, still with her right hand on Daisy’s breasts and her left hand buried in her cunt.

I tugged on Ash’s panties, and she tried to helpfully wriggle so that I could get them right down to her knees. Her ass and pussy were exposed in lewd detail to me. I guess I had technically see this before, but never from this angle, in this situation, or with her juices running down her leg and her fingers frigging desperately at her clit.

I dipped a finger into her pussy and she thrust back to meet me. I began to spread her juices around, over her pussy lips, and over her impossibly tight looking anus. As my finger touched her asshole, she let out a deep grunt and pushed back towards me. Shit, she was 100% into it.

“Ash, you can do it. It’s OK. I’ve had my turn. You have my permission,” said Daisy.

What was she talking about?

“Are you sure? He’s my cousin!” said Ash quietly, still pushing back on my finger, willing me to penetrate her.

“What he is, is a hard cock,” said Daisy, even as I continued to fuck her. “Cal, take a break.”

I pulled out and Daisy scooted up to the bottom of the bed, then stood up next to me while Ash remained on all fours. Daisy moved her lips close to my ear.

“I’m not the only one here with needs,” she whispered. “Fuck her. Go on, fuck her in the ass.”

“Daisy, no,” pleaded Ash, “we can’t, it’s not right.”

“Right and wrong have left the building, in case you hadn’t noticed. Now come on girl, you helped me with my fetish, now let me help you with yours,” said Daisy.

Whatever was going on here, was happening over my head. I was just a hard cock, ready to be put to whatever service was requested of me.

Daisy gripped my cock and slowly jerked me while continuing to whisper.

“I loved every drop of your cum. The taste, the texture, the warmth as it slid down my throat. I’ve been waiting so long for it. Almost as long as your poor cousin here has been waiting to be dicked in the ass.” she hissed, giving me an extra hard squeeze to emphasize the word dicked.

“Didn’t you know? Well, how could you? But our Ash here has an anal fetish almost as strong as my cum fetish. She needs it. She craves it. And she wants it from the one person she can trust the most. Do you get it Cal? Do you understand what I’m saying? Your cousin wants you to fuck her in the ass.”

She was talking to my cock, not my brain. I moved into position and placed my still condomed dick at her tiny wet pucker. Ash immediately pushed back hard and forced herself onto me, and my cock head popped inside. Fuck she was tight!

Wordlessly, Ash continued pushing back on my dick, taking my length inside her, then upon getting to the final inches, let out a guttural groan of release and came on the spot. I could feel her sphincter pulsating around me as she moaned into the pillow. She collapsed into a prone position, and I moved with her, with my dick still stretching her ass open. She seemed to have melted into the bed.

“Keep going!” said Daisy, watching with delight and rubbing her clit hard at the sight of her best friend pinned by the ass to the bed by her cousin.

I started a fucking motion, which wasn’t easy at first because of Ash’s tightness, but I gradually managed to work up to a sawing motion, and Ash began humping back. Her face was deep in the pillow and both her hands were underneath her, working her pussy as I penetrated her rear.

This was becoming too much for me. Ash, an anal addict! I hadn’t imagined it in a million years. Is this what she did, in her bedroom, alone at night with toys? How long had she been doing this? How long had she lusted for it? And was it for me, specifically?

Daisy shifted up the bed so that her dripping pussy was next to Ash’s head. Ash turned and stared into it, watching Daisy’s fingers at work. Ash’s eyes were barely open, semi-screwed-up in a grotesque mixture of pleasure and pain. She was drooling.

“Don’t fucking stop” she managed to get out. “Fuck me. Fuck me hard, in the fucking ass. You like this Cal? I fucking love it. This is what I need Cal, give it to me. Fuck me.”

Daisy scooted closer and closer to Ash’s face, still spreading her legs wide. I knew what she wanted, and I knew she didn’t want to force Ash to do it.

Ash moved her head a little closer to Daisy’s pussy.

“You don’t have to, Ash. Not if you don’t want to,” said Daisy.

“I do want to,” said Ash, and managed to shift herself close enough to finally bury her face in Daisy’s hot messy cunt. Daisy threw back her head and made obscene noises as Ash lapped at her clit, while I continued to stretch my cousin’s asshole open with the full length and width of my cock. Ash’s moans were muffled in Daisy’s cunt, and I couldn’t hold back much longer.

“Fuck, you two know how to get a guy to the edge,” I said.

Ash pulled back, streaks of slime over her face, and managed to grunt out one more command.

“Fucking do it.” she said. “Cum in my ass!”

I pushed my full length into her, and blasted my second load of the night into the condom, inside her ass. I let out an almighty moan, and Ash screamed into Daisy’s pussy, sending Daisy over the edge too. We weren’t cousins any more, we were just throbbing meat.

I collapsed onto Ash’s back, pinning her down as my cock gradually deflated inside her. I pulled out and stood up, admiring Ash’s gape and the ruined state of the bedsheets beneath us.

“Ash, Daisy… I mean, wow…” I began to say.

“Ssh. We’re not quite done,” said Daisy.

She scooted down the bed and sat next to me, holding my cock in her hand. She carefully rolled the condom off and held it up to the light, looking at the heavy, pendulous end filled with my cum. She scooted back to Ash, and prodded her to roll over. Ash knew what she wanted to do. She opened her mouth, and Daisy carefully tipped in the contents of the condom. I watched it drip out and into my cousin’s mouth. She was just lying back with her eyes closed, tasting it, savoring it. She swallowed, then slithered back to the bottom of the bed where I stood. She took my still-slick but flaccid cock into her mouth and cleaned it down, getting any last drops she could. When she was finally satisfied that she could extract no more, she sat back on the bed next to Daisy, and they shared a cum-flavored kiss.

I collapsed down onto the bed between them, breaking their kiss, then pulling their naked, sweat-soaked bodies towards me. They were a sticky, violated, satisfied mess. They curled their legs up over mine, and we drifted off to sleep.