Expect the Unexpected – Chapter 1 – Part 3: Pitching a Tent

I shook my head in compassion. “Then own them!” I told her, releasing my grip and continuing my tender caress instead. “Guys are attracted to all kinds of shapes and sizes. At least I know I am. No matter what size, if a girl works them with what she wears, her breasts are always amazing!” I gave her chest one more affectionate squeeze. “Be proud of them, Jen. You should be!”

With that, I couldn’t help myself. I indulged my senses – and Jennifer’s – in another long, succulent kiss. The passion was too sweet, too pure to be wrong. Again and again our lips danced in harmony and love. Our free hands found one another and our fingers interlocked firmly, symbolizing the harmony our emotions were feeling.

Several minutes passed by, I don’t know how many. Jennifer and I couldn’t get enough of one another’s kisses. Just as I thought we’d had our fill, one of us would provoke the other and we’d begin making out all over again. Our hands eventually let go and wandered. Up and down Jennifer’s entire body my hand would roam, from taking in the silky smooth feeling of her legs, all the way up her body, running through the lacy strands of hair on her head.

Jennifer let her own hand have free reign, allowing it to knead the bulging muscles on my back and feel the rough contours of my chest. Up and down my arm her hand also ran, squeezing my strong bicep. When I moved my head back to try and calm myself, Jennifer wouldn’t have it. She immediately grabbed the back of my head and pulled it towards her again, restarting our romantic expression.

Once our passion started to ebb, though, our lips were finally able to let go and back away from one another. We looked at one another, stunned with what had just taken place. Genetically, we were cousins. Emotionally, we were now so much more. A moment or two passed where all we were able to do was breathe.

“I’ve wanted to share this with you for a long time, Carter,” she whispered softly to me.

I smiled affectionately. “I’ll be honest; me, too, Jen.”

“I think we’ve both just been too shy to initiate it,” she giggled tenderly. “Probably because we’re cousins and all.”

“Probably,” I agreed with a slight laugh.

“Is this incest?” she asked me, examining my face for any hint of regret or remorse.

I shrugged lightly. “In a way it is, I guess,” I thought out loud, “since we are cousins, but I don’t think it’s as frowned upon as when siblings do it.” Jennifer smiled lovingly at me, reached up and stroked my short, dark brown hair. “It’s just not a social norm,” I ended.

“Damn social norms!” she sneered contemptuously at society, expressing exactly what I had been thinking only moments before. “Damn them to hell!”

I let my fingers travel up and down her bare arm, tickling her lightly. “Exactly what I was thinking,” I told my young cousin. “As long as no one else knows, no one else will care.”

Jennifer grinned broadly and let out a quiet squeal of delight. “I like that idea!” she said rather excitedly.

Leaning forward, I was about to pamper her lips with another long series of kisses, but Jennifer wouldn’t have it. Instead, she sat up and grinned mischievously. I knew instantly what she had planned. There was still a trace of hesitation, knowing that if we crossed this line, we’d never be able to go back. Before I could react, though, Jennifer grabbed the bottom edge of her tank top, pulled the white shirt up and over her head and casually tossed it aside.

Immediately I was privileged with a view I could only have envisioned in my wildest dreams. Jennifer’s two succulent, ripe breasts hung there in all their splendor. The pair of firm, feminine maturity stared at me, begging to be given attention. I fidgeted, trying to relieve the uncomfortable feeling of my restricting clothing, and glanced up at Jennifer. She was watching me watch her, regarding me with an inviting expression.

I needed no further offer. I sat up and took my younger cousin in my hands, holding her by the sides of her chest. My thumbs could just reach over her lovely young breasts, and I gave them free range. Jennifer cooed softly as my hands played. After a few seconds, she laid down on top of me, and our bodies pressed right up against one another. The skin-to-skin feeling I shared with my eighteen-year-old cousin was as intoxicating as I imagined any narcotic would be.

“Now where were we?” asked Jennifer unnecessarily. Our lips met once again, engaging in a long succession of slow, warm, passionate kisses. This time, however, there was very little clothing to inhibit us. It was coupled with the most intense feeling of intimacy I’d ever experienced. “Ah, yes…” enjoyed Jennifer during a brief pause in our making out.

Hands wandered. They couldn’t be stopped, nor did we want them to stop. Jennifer lay there on top of me, wearing nothing but a pair of panties. My hands felt every detail of her young, slender frame. Her soft skin was so warm and inviting. I couldn’t imagine any other woman giving me such an unadulterated feeling of completion.

Jennifer’s hands ran over my chest and arms again and again. They couldn’t get enough. The trail of heated passion they paved was a decadent pleasure. Up and down they explored, until finally Jennifer could resist no longer. She led one hand down into the unexplored area below my waist. An instant later, I felt her palm and fingers as they traversed over the significant bulge in my sweatpants.

She immediately stopped kissing me and giggled on my mouth. “What’s this?” Jennifer asked pointedly, lifting he head. “Is somebody pitching a tent for the second time today?”

I tried suppressing a grin, but it was no use. The smile stretched over my face. “Maybe…” I admitted.

“I guess we should do something about that, then,” offered Jennifer as she grabbed the elastic waistline of my pants and shoved it down my legs. I lifted my pelvis to help, and the sweatpants easily slid down to my thighs. “Wow…” Jennifer admired, laying her head to rest on my chest. “That’s a lot of pre-cum,” she noted.

I couldn’t see what she was doing with her head in the way, but I could sure feel it. My muscles twitched as Jennifer’s fingers wrapped around my hard digit and started rubbing up and down. It had been leaking its lubricant for some time. The generous quantity let Jennifer moisten the entire inside of her hand. Stroke after stroke, my cousin built the fire of love and lust inside me.

“Oh, Jen… Ohhh…Jennifer…!” I moaned in intense pleasure. “That feels…incredible…” Wanting to double my enjoyment, I reached out and took the back of Jennifer’s head in one hand, and one of her breasts in the other.

“Is this what you’ve been looking for?” Jennifer teased, speeding up her efforts.

“Mm…hmmm…! Oh…mnnn…oh, that’s good…!” I cried quietly in reply. I twitched and writhed underneath her as I felt the pleasure awaken my every sense. Having my teenage cousin touch and pamper me was sheer heavenly bliss. “Jen…! Mmmm… Oh, Jennifer…!”

The rhythm Jennifer was using was driving me insane. She alternated from a tight squeeze to a gentle caress; from rapid, quick strokes to a long, drawn out massage. Wherever Jennifer learned to pleasure a man or if she was just improvising as she was going along, I didn’t care. My cousin’s loving, spoiling treatment to my body was intensely gratifying.

“Oh, look at that,” complained Jennifer. “He’s drying up.” She moved her hand to the base of my seven-inch member and scooted her head down my body. “Guess I’ll have to take care of this another way.”

I felt the heat of her mouth surround the head of my thick shaft even before her lips closed around me. I took a deep breath, hoping to brace myself for the onslaught of pleasure sure to follow. When Jennifer’s mouth closed and began to suck gently on my swollen cock, it took the breath right out of me.

“OHHH!” I grunted like I had been punched in the gut. “Jennifer…! Oh, my sweet…sweet cousin…!” Beneath her sexy, naked body, I squirmed more intensely than before. It was unavoidable. The pleasure was just too intense not to. I was putty in my cousin’s hands. “Keep going, Jen…! Oh…it feels so good…! Mmmm…! Oh, keep going…!”

Jennifer increased the suction, making me want to orgasm all the more. If I didn’t get the release I was looking for, I was going to explode. My mind reeled with tidal wave after tidal wave of sheer sexual bliss. I was drowning in ecstasy. My little cousin’s mouth treated me so deeply and entirely that pleasure was the only thing on my mind.

“Yes…YES…!” I groaned to urge her. “Jen…I’m getting so close…! Oh, cuz…! I’m getting close…!”

Over and over Jennifer fellated my turgid phallus. She didn’t take beyond what she could handle, but instead concentrated on what she could reach. Her tongue slithered over the top and along the bottom of my thick bulb. My hard penis tingled with stimulation. Suddenly, I felt myself reach the point of no return. Jennifer had tipped the sexual scale inside me. The pressure built. My muscles tensed up. This was it!

“Jen…! Jennifer…!” I breathed heavily, trying to warn her. “Here it comes…! Oh, don’t stop…!” I gritted my teeth in anticipation. “DON’T STOP…!!! Oh, Jen! YES…YES…!!!”

The orgasm electrified me like a lightning strike. My sexual rod felt like it sizzled with heat as blast after blast shot from the end of it into Jennifer’s waiting mouth. I could feel her accept my warm seed, swallow it as quickly as possible, then prepare for more.

“Mmmm…ohhh…” I heaved intensely, reveling in the overpowering feeling of love and gratitude for my young cousin. “Oh…Jen…!”

Jennifer kept stroking my softening penis with her hand as she turned to look at me. She wiped the last traces of my fluid from her lips with her tongue and swallowed. “How was that, Mr. Tank of 220?”

“Incredible, Jen!” I honoured her. “Oh, that was incredible!”

She smirked graciously and crawled back up along my chest. “As good as your European girls?” she inquired.

I scoffed. “What European girls?” Jennifer and I exchanged smiles and a soft laugh. “Don’t compare yourself to them, Jen,” I warned her, getting slightly sombre. “Or, rather, don’t compare them to you. You are so far above them, in a league all your own!”