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From: Joby <Joby@dirtybuffalo.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} Cousin Maggie #2
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Date: Sun, 15 May 2005 16:10:04 -0400
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This story contains sexual acts. It is intended for adult reading pleasure.

Feedback is always welcome...
joby@dirtybuffalo.com



Taking Good Care of Cousin Maggie

by Joby

 

About 5 years ago, I volunteered to drive my mentally disadvantaged cousin 
Maggie from her group home near the NY-PA border to her mother's home in 
Buffalo.   Along the way, we became attracted to each other and a roadside 
piss stop led to a fantastic blow job and the offer of more hot sex.    
Needless to say, we decided to lie to Maggie's mom (Aunt Beth) and tell her 
that the car had broken down. We checked into a motel for a night of hot 
sex and called Aunt Beth.    She took it quite well and thought nothing was 
up after I explained the situation (lied to her).   She and Maggie talked 
for a few minutes and then I promised to call again in the morning.   Aunt 
Beth ended the conversation with, "Take good care of her." I planned to do 
that in ways my aunt would never condone!

I set the phone back in it's cradle amazed that I could finish the 
conversation seeing that Maggie had pulled down my pants and briefs and was 
tickling my cock with her tongue.   Just little licks and tiny kisses that 
got me rock hard - which was just to amuse herself until I finished talking 
to her mother.

"Wanna see my tits?   You got to see everything else before." Maggie said 
and didn't wait for the answer.   She began unbuttoning her blouse while 
dancing around the small motel room.   I laid where I was on the bed with 
my pants still around my ankles and watched her with delight.   Not a worry 
in the world. Always a smile on her face.   No stress and no pressure.   It 
might be nice if scientists could come up with something to just lower 
everyone's IQs about 50 points and make us oblivious to problems around us.   
If we could all be like Maggie, there might not be any wars or at least not 
the devastating ones of A-bombs and H-bombs.

Maggie's blouse was off now and neatly hung on a hanger.   She was reaching 
around to unfasten her bra when there was a knock on the door.   Maggie 
dashed into the bathroom and I pulled up my lower clothing to answer it. It 
was the pizza we'd ordered. I tipped the delivery guy nearly enough that he 
could buy his own pizza and sent him on his way.   I headed for the 
bathroom and Maggie.

She had left the door open and I was about to knock when her voice said, 
"Get in here."   She was sitting on the toilet and I heard her tinkling as 
I entered.   "Kiss me, she said and I bent over and our tongues playfully 
darted in and out of each other's mouth's while she continued to pee.   
"Will you shower with me and wash my back?" she asked.  "It looks nice in 
the movies."

Maggie watched a lot of TV and movies at the group home.   She stood up and 
flushed and the yellow water was replaced with clear.   "Are we gonna drink 
that someday?"

"What do you mean?" I asked.   I was so caught up in the moment and in awe 
of this golden goddess with absolutely no reserve wanting me that I didn't 
pick up on what this conversation was about.

"My pee.   It comes back as water to drink, right?"

"Yes, but they clean it and filter it and it's just water again when it 
comes back. Not that pee is really that bad - you could drink pee and it 
wouldn't hurt you.  Some people do that for fun."   I didn't tell her that 
I had played many pee games in my life and enjoyed them immensely. I just 
provided a bit of info - we couldn't have her stop drinking water just 
because it originated as piss.

"Can I drink some of yours?"  I hadn't expected that.

"I tell you what, you think about it awhile and we'll have some other fun 
and if you still want to try it -- maybe I'll let you."

"I sucked your stuff from your penis and I swallowed all that.   Please let 
me drink some of your pee before the water people clean it!"  She was 
almost begging me to let her drink my piss and it had taken me two years 
just to get my ex-wife to pee on me!   And that was only one time!   Near 
the end of the marriage, when the game seemed to be, WHO CAN CHEAT THE 
MOST, I found other willing partners.

"I still think that you should think about it and besides, I owe you some 
pussy licking first!   And, the pizza is here.   Maggie picked up her pile 
of folded clothing from the back of the toilet and we went out to have some 
pizza.   Maggie had asked for sausage pizza so that's what I ordered.   
Along with two 2 liter bottles of Pepsi. I poured each of us a plastic 
Motel 6 cup full and we sat on the bed to eat.  I, a 39 year old year old 
fully clothed factory worker slash comedy writer and she, my 21 year old 
low IQ high beauty totally naked blonde cousin.   The pizza wasn't bad.   
The company was fantastic!

There are many ways to eat pizza.   Most people just pick up a slice and 
bite pieces from it.   My ex-wife used to pick off the topping and leave 
most of the crust.   Her sister used to cut it all into little pieces on 
her plate.   Maggie had another way - at least for me.   She laid down on 
her back and put a slice on her stomach and she became my plate.   Of 
course, the easy access was to crawl up between her legs and while I ate 
that slice so I rubbed the outer lips of her pussy while I chowed.   A 
piece of sausage fell from the slice.   I placed it in her belly button and 
then sucked it out.   She really liked that.   The slice disappeared all 
too quickly and then Maggie just laid there smiling and looking at me.   
Naked with a hint of pizza sauce on her tummy.   I was so involved in 
eating that slice off her perfect body that I didn't even see her finish 
her own slice.   $22.00 including the tip and it looked like we'd only 
consume 2 pieces.   It was now time to get ready for the real fun.   I held 
out my hand and she took it and we walked hand in hand into the bathroom.

This was a standard motel bathroom with tiny bars of soap.   I had thought 
in advance to pick up additional toiletries and we had everything from 
shampoo and conditioner to bubble bath and baby oil.   I wasn't sure what 
she'd like, but now I was getting the feeling that she wanted to try it 
all.   Maybe it was the taste of freedom from having left the group home 
coupled with the uncertainty of freedom once she was back home with mother 
that opened her up to new things.

Or maybe she was just a free spirit who didn't ever say no?   I wasn't 
sure.   This was my much younger first cousin and I barely knew her in the 
right ways and here I was getting to know her in what society would think 
were all the wrong ways!

Maggie was already fully naked and exposing all her charms.   Now, she was 
undressing me item by item and running to the other room to hang up each 
article of clothing.   She'd been conditioned to always do the same thing 
in the same way. Undressing had it's rules of extreme neatness!   Finally, 
I was naked and we began kissing and groping each other.   I turned on the 
shower and she kissed my ass cheeks when I bent into the tub.   Not just 
that, she ran her tongue up the entire length of my butt crack and up my 
back.   I turned slowly and took her pointy nipples and gave them a tiny 
tug.   She sank into my arms and we just held each other for a moment 
before stepping into the tub.   As many women as I've been with and as many 
different sexual things as I 've tried - I don't remember anything as sweet 
and tender as just holding Maggie in my arms.

I decided that we would just wash our own bodies, to maximize the cleaning 
effect and assure the proper rinsing and to quicken the process - so we 
could get to the bed sooner and not discover soap suds left in our rush.   
Maggie agreed as she always agreed with everything I suggested.   I'd wash 
her back tomorrow morning, I promised.   Soon, our half wet naked bodies 
were able to streak out to the bed where we fell into each other's arms to 
continue our sexual odyssey.

Maggie wanted me to lick her pussy.   I rolled her on to her back and 
positioned her pussy at the edge of the bed.   I began by kissing her tiny 
size 6 feet and continued to kiss my way all the way up her leg and inner 
thigh.   I stopped when I found the forest of blond curls and then 
playfully sucked her outer pussy lips into my mouth one at a time and 
before long they had spread on their own and her clit and honey pot were 
there for my licking and sucking.   I discovered that Maggie liked her clit 
tongue boxed (smacked back and forth like Tyson hitting a speed bag - but 
with my tongue instead of Mike's fists) and to have my tongue fuck her 
pussy hole so that my chin would smack her public bone.   It wasn't too 
long before she started squirming and her cunt muscles began contracting - 
she was going to cum!

I never met a real screamer before.   I knew a woman once who would make 
the fake "Meg Ryan" orgasm noises when fucked, but Maggie's screams were 
tiny and in time with the contracting throbs of her pussy.   They seemed 
very real. They ended with a gush of pussy liquid that wet my entire face.   
When she finally stopped, her legs continued to shake for a few moments.   
She looked into my eyes and smiled. You can get lost in Maggie's smiles as 
I was quickly discovering.

"Wow! Wow!" she repeated it over and over like earlier that day when she 
had given me the best blowjob of my life and my verbal capacity narrowed to 
saying 'Oh, my God' a dozen times.

Then, she notice how wet my face was and she jumped up and darted to the 
bathroom for a towel.  She returned and patted my face dry. "Will you pee 
in my mouth and on my face, now?" She asked.   "Or do you need another 
blowjob, first?"  I couldn't find fault with this woman.   I looked down at 
my stiffy and it was kind of decided by circumstance.   I surely couldn't 
pee until my hard on was gone and the best way to achieve that was the same 
method we used earlier in the day while on the road -- insert Dick A into 
Mouth B and pump it dry.

I poured us each another glass of Pepsi, figuring the liquid would come in 
very handy later! Maggie drank hers right down and had another.  We 
finished off the bottle and then I climbed all the way on to the bed and 
made myself very comfortable with all the pillows.  I laid back while 
Maggie positioned herself half on and half off the bed to where she could 
put my cock into her mouth and be comfortable yet still move her head and 
hands freely and service me.  It was heaven on earth.

Maggie didn't tease with her tongue (like earlier), she just opened her 
mouth and took nearly my entire length into it.  Her mouth was a little 
cool from the Pepsi, but after a moment and some movement everything warmed 
up.  She proceeded to fuck me with her mouth.  I could tell that she was 
sucking in at times to give extra pressure, but she only used her mouth and 
not her hands.  I couldn't figure out how she was breathing and I was very 
surprised she didn't choke.  It felt so good that I didn't want it to end.  
I also discovered that I was lasting longer because I'd shot a load less 
than 2 hours earlier.  Is that an age improvement or disadvantage?

Maggie seemed to know all the tricks.  Perhaps from so much Monopoly 
playing at the group home. (Read Cousin Maggie if you don't under stand 
this.)   Maggie began to hum while I was in her mouth and as her mouth 
bobbed up and down the near entire length of my penis!   She became my 
personal vibrating suck toy and the feeling took me the rest of the way - I 
again filled my cousin's mouth with a load of my love juices!

Maggie swallowed it all and squeezed the last drops out of the end of my 
now drooping dick and she licked them up.   She refilled her drink and mine 
and cuddled up next to me on the bed.

I gave her a pillow and she gave me another smile.   My arm was around her 
and I held her right breast in my hand.   She was in position to kiss one 
of my nipples and took the opportunity to do that.   I was just living in 
the moment back at that moment.   I was trying to forget the past and the 
failed marriage and trying not to think of how the future might be torn 
from us - I still had a lingering thought that having sex with Maggie could 
lead to arrest and of course the loss of my entire family (which was also 
her family).   But, the moment was fantastic.   Maggie was special - and I 
don't mean "special"!!!

"Now, will you pee in my mouth and on my face?"  She hadn't forgotten.   I 
didn't think she would.   She was conditioned into a way of thinking and 
she applied it to everything - except for remembering to pee during long 
car rides. (Read the Cousin Maggie story).   I finally agreed to take 
further advantage of the woman and piss into her mouth - although not in 
those words.   We walked hand in hand (another sweetness I discovered I 
liked) into the bathroom and I started running a bubble bath for Maggie.   
She smiled and got in when there was just a few inches of water - the tub 
quickly swelled to nearly full with the addition of her body.

"If you want me to stop, move your head away or splash or swat my leg or 
something so I'll know you want me to stop."  She nodded with each "safety" 
instruction, but trembled with excitement at what she was about to do.  She 
relaxed back in the tub and I climbed in and stood about two feet away.  I 
pointed my Johnson at the middle of her chest and tried to hold back the 
pressure of my flow.  A stream of piss landed on her already wet chest and 
she giggled.  That was a good sign.   I moved the flow a bit higher to 
where it was splashing on her neck. Having not freaked out, I moved the 
piss flow up on to her right cheek.   Maggie turned her head and stuck out 
her tongue and let it hit her there.   I aimed the flow directly into her 
mouth and watched as none of it dribbled back out.   She was a natural at 
this! Maggie never seemed to gag on anything.   I ran out of piss as always 
seems to happen at moments like this.   I bent down and kissed her and 
tasted my own tangy urine on her lips.   "Do you want to talk about it?" I 
asked. Her response stunned me...

"I love you.   I know I shouldn't say it because it's too soon and we're 
cousins - I just know that I have to say it."

I hadn't cried in years.   I thought myself incapable of such an emotional 
release.  I thought I was too in control of myself.   I learned a lot at 
that moment as the tears ran down my face and Maggie stood and we again 
held each other.   Held each other and held each other up.   As two people 
should do instead of putting each other down. I cried like a baby.   She 
cried and also comforted.  While we stood holding each other covered here 
and there with soapy bubbles, Maggie peed down her leg and all over my leg. 
Then we started laughing.  That was all the sex for that evening and we 
fell asleep in each other's arms watching the motel TV.

 

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