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

She gave me a tender kiss as she accepted the compliment. “Thank you.”

“No,” I returned, brushing her hair back once more. “Thank you.”

We kissed some more, and slowly I worked Jennifer onto her back, instinctively working my sweatpants and boxers off without looking. Once I was situated above her, I left her mouth, planting kisses all the way down her neck and onto her chest. Jennifer breathed heavily, feeling the burning sensation of my affectionate gestures.

I made it to her breasts. Each in turn, I gently squeezed and fondled them, touching Jennifer’s hardening nipples tenderly. When I lowered my mouth to them, I felt Jennifer tense up. She breathed in sharply.

“Oooh…oh…mmmm…” she hummed softly, basking in the stimulation to her areolas. “Oh, Carter… That feels so nice…”

Pausing briefly from titillating her body, I assured her, “I’m just getting started.” We smiled at one another, and then I began to descend her beautiful figure. While my hands kept caressing her flawless breasts, my lips planted kiss after kiss over her smooth abdomen.

“Hm…mmmm… Carter…” she sighed happily. “Keep touching me… I love it, Carter… I love it!”

With the way Jennifer cringed and twitched, I knew the heavy foreplay was strongly arousing her. Her every young muscle clenched in time with her long, deep breaths. Finally, I made it to her light navy blue panties. They were a plain, generic design, but however they looked, I wanted them off her. I looked at her squarely. Her blue eyes reflected her anxious emotions. I clutched her last article of clothing with my fingers. Jennifer lifted her hips to assist me. Slowly and carefully, I stripped Jennifer’s panties off and flung them to a random corner of the tent.

We were now both naked, exposing our entire body for the other to see. I felt no shame. Looking at Jennifer, I could tell she felt the same way. It was truly a singular, unifying moment – one where no one and nothing else mattered but the love we shared as cousins.

With a gentle urge, I spread her legs apart with my hands and crawled between them. With careful touches of my hand and long, meaningful kisses, I made my way up her soft, silky legs, starting at her knees. Jennifer murmured gracefully, a little louder with each kiss as I neared the tender spot where they connected.

“Are you…” she choked, obviously a little nervous. “Are you going to do what I think you’re going to do?”

Lying down on my stomach, I brought myself within inches of her sensitive love entrance. “Mm-hm…” I answered without stopping my rain of kisses to her body. I was close now. I could feel the heat her beautiful flower radiated. I could smell the pungent scent of her arousal. Even in the moonlight, I could tell Jennifer’s labia were wet with arousal. We had been teasing and exciting one another ever since we had entered the tent. It was time now to release the pent-up energy in Jennifer’s groin.

She was mostly shaven. Just a small strip of well-trimmed hair pointed me where to go. I needed no directing. I navigated my cousin’s body like an expert, as though I’d always known where to go. My lips made contact with her gorgeous womanhood. Jennifer twitched something fierce as she worked desperately to keep her voice from carrying. My tongue pierced through the fleshy curtain into her vagina. Jennifer couldn’t hold back anymore.

“Ah…ahhh…! Oh, Carter…! Ohhh…oooh…! Ohhh, Carter…!” she seethed hoarsely as I nibbled affectionately on her hot skin. I shushed her gently, reminding her to keep quiet, then returned to my duty. “Mm…! Mmmm…!” she squeaked.

Jennifer’s feminine cove tasted like ambrosia, a delicious blend of her personal moisture and mature body. I lapped hungrily, leaving no crevice unexplored with my lips and tongue. Beneath me, my eighteen-year-old cousin kept moaning quietly, heaving rapidly with shallow breaths to keep her voice under control.

“Carter…! You’re…so…good at this, Carter…! Oh…yes…!” groaned Jennifer, rubbing the back of my head with both her hands. “Oh…ohhh, yes…! Mmmm…! Mm…hm…!”

I didn’t let up. I brought my fingers in closer and stretched her youthful pussy lips apart. I could see the stiff, sensitive bud that every woman loved to have touched so much. I closed in on it. Sealing my lips on her clitoris, I let my tongue do the work. It flicked and fluttered, filling Jennifer’s body with inexpressible pleasure. The effect was magic.

“Carter…Carter…! Ohhh…yes…! Keep…eating me, Carter…! Oh, yes…yes…yes…! Keep…eating your cousin…!” Jennifer encouraged me. “Carter…oh, I think…I’m getting close…! Ohhh…YES…!” Her breathing became rapid and erratic. I knew Jennifer was on the brink of an orgasm. It hadn’t taken long. “That’s it, Carter…! Oooh…oooo…! OHHH…CARTER…! I’M…C-C-CUMMING…!”

I ravaged her womanhood with my mouth. Jennifer’s body tensed all around me. I lashed my tongue on her tender bud over and over again. My lips chewed softly on the velvety folds around it. I could feel perspiration on my cousin’s young body as she treated herself to the climax yet tried to keep herself anchored in reality. Jennifer stopped breathing altogether as the feeling overtook her. Still I kept wrestling my mouth across every inch of her delicate flesh. Jennifer whimpered and gasped until her seizure subsided and muscles relaxed.

She took several deep, calming breaths as awareness settled back in. Lifting my mouth from her body, I looked up her naked, sexy body, waiting for her to see me. Jennifer’s eyes eventually fluttered open and she looked at me with the most surreal, dreamlike expression. My cousin stroked my hair with her fingernails affectionately, still working to get her breathing steady. At last she spoke – and said four words I didn’t even expect.

“I want another one.”

I chuckled and started to lower my face to her hot, sensitive skin again. Jennifer stopped me with surprising abruptness.

“No,” she resisted, sitting up and pressuring me to lie down on my back. “Not like that.” My beautiful, eighteen-year-old cousin positioned her adolescent figure over me, kneeling on either side of my masculine body. Her fiery groin hovered only inches over my mine. “Like this,” she insisted. Without being invited, she took my penis in her hand and pointed it straight up towards her.

It had become hard and inflexible again. In the heat of Jennifer’s frenzied orgasm, I hadn’t noticed just how rigid I’d become. My erection stood out, ready to join with my cousin in passion and love.

“Wait,” I stalled. Jennifer halted, just as the very tip of my thick staff began to penetrate into her waiting flower. “Jen…are you sure?” I tried reasoning. “If we do this, there’s no going back.”

Jennifer’s mouth stretched into her gorgeous, trademark smile. “Of course I’m sure,” she told me, slowly lowering her body to mine. Inch by inch, her womanly depths engulfed me, igniting my lustful need for our sexual union. I couldn’t help but moan. Her slick, tight interior felt like fire around me. We fit together like a single-fingered glove. She exhaled a deep breath. “If I didn’t want this, I wouldn’t be doing it,” she concluded.

“Ohhh…” I groaned deeply in my throat. “Jen…you’ve already done this…?” I remarked, noticing I hadn’t felt any resistance inside my cousin as I entered her.

Jennifer giggled softly. “Yeah…” she answered, starting to rock back and forth. “I told you I had a boyfriend last year.”

“Mmmm…” I groaned in realization. I put my hands on my beautiful cousin, caressing her firm, young breasts again. “He popped you?” Nodding rapidly, Jennifer giggled again. “Does your mom know?”

Jennifer stopped instantly. “Are you kidding?” she asked incredulously. “Mom would freak. Dad would probably cut his nuts off.” The image gave me a vivid hallucination, but Jennifer started rubbing our reproductive organs together again. The vision ended as quickly as it began as I was brought back to the here and now. “No…” she sighed in content. “Neither of them knows. It’s better that way.”

I ran my hands along the length of her body. Jennifer’s smooth, teenage skin was like warm porcelain. I didn’t want to force the moment; I felt like I would shatter my delicate cousin. All I wanted was to enjoy this moment with her. All I could think of was the deep, pacifying love we now shared.

With a deep sigh, I admitted, “Probably a good idea.”

With slow, deliberate thrusts, Jennifer pushed against me, then eased off again. I could feel my firm erection sliding in and out of her. Our hands wandered wherever they chose. I would feel Jennifer’s breasts, then down her body to glide across her magnificent legs, then back up again. Jennifer’s would imitate mine, still not sated with the feeling of my brawny chest and arm muscles. Every so often, I would lean up or Jen would lean down and we would kiss with all the passion and fervor that expressed just how much we meant to one another.

Through it all, I let Jennifer control the speed. I had always considered sex to be all about pleasing the woman if a man wanted his greatest pleasure; give enough to her and it’ll return with interest. Using the tactic here, I wasn’t disappointed. Jennifer seemed to be experiencing the time of her life.

“Ohhh…oh, Carter…” she moaned softly in the dark night. “Oh…it feels…so good…!”

“Oh, I know, Jen…” I echoed, feeling the passion rise between us. “Oh, Jen…!”

She ground our bodies with a steady pace for a couple minutes when, suddenly, her efforts began to heat up. Jennifer thrust against me with more pressure. Her predictable rhythm accelerated relentlessly. The air itself seemed electrified with the heat of forbidden pleasure that existed between us. Jennifer and I caressed one another with a greater intensity. With all the stimulation across my body, I was quickly approaching my second climax of the night. Studying her expression, I knew Jennifer was, too.

“Oh, Carter… Ohhh…oh, Carter…!” she gasped wantonly. “Yes…yes, Carter…! I’m going to…cum again…!”