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Subject: {ASSM} "Cousin," by deirdre  (ff, mf, ds)  --  rp by H. Jekyll and PleaseCain
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Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 09:10:01 -0500
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Cousin (ff, mf, ds) 

by deirdre 

 ***** 

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did, in many introductions, give
permission to repost her stories to non-commercial sites). She was last
heard from in late April 1996. We will repost all 156 stories, some of
which contain comments by her, in alphabetical order, between now and
the 10th anniversary of her "retirement." In the coming months, we will
announce a "deirdre-fest" for next Spring. Meanwhile, enjoy! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

***** 

Cousin 
by deirdre 

I was sharing a room with Lisa. It was our family reunion and everyone
was sharing bedrooms and beds and someone apparently decided Lisa and I
would make fine roommates. Lisa is probably ten or so years younger
than me; I'm in my late twenties. 

I actually didn't mind too much. I like Lisa. She's attractive and
outgoing, slender, with long brown hair. I ought to be the confident
one of us, but I tend to be shy. In fact I'm a virgin. I don't tell
people that, but a lot of people probably suspect. Some of the women at
work tell me I'm pretty and that I should go out with some guys and
have fun. But I've never felt that way myself and never had the nerve.
In fact, I went on just a couple of dates in high school and haven't
been out since college. 

Well, Lisa certainly doesn't have such problems: her mom told us
stories about the guys she goes out with, and seeing her with our
uncles and cousins, it was clear she knew how to *handle* men. I
watched her and could see what she was doing. Secretly, I wondered: if
I understood what she was doing so well, why couldn't I just go out and
do it myself? Was I trying to *preserve* my *shy character*? 

It was a double bed. Lisa and I lay and talked for a little while, then
turned off the lights. Actually, we weren't finished talking and I lay
on my side facing her. She told me about a couple of guys she dates and
asked me about my social life. 

"Nobody? I *don't* believe you." I think she was being nice--it doesn't
take a genius to figure me out. I hated it that she made me repeat
myself. 

"Nobody." 

"Well, I bet you break lots of hearts. You should loosen up and let
guys know you're approachable." 

"I just get so nervous..." 

"You really have nothing to be nervous about. You're absolutely
beautiful." She certainly was exaggerating there. "I'm not
exaggerating," she said, apparently reading my mind. She went on:
"Look! You have a beautiful face..." she put her hand on the side of my
head and drew close and *kissed* me! "...and a body that men would
*kill* for!" She ran her hand down the side of my body toward my hips!
"I'd *love* a body like yours." 

I might have been flattered, but actually I was having trouble
breathing. I couldn't believe what Lisa's touch had done to me. I lay
there not answering and felt guilty about the feelings that were
growing inside me. 

Her hand was still on my hip. It came down to the front of my body in a
smooth, caressing motion. "Such a sweet body..." I heard Lisa say in a
whisper. Her hand swept up to my breasts. It didn't reach my nipples,
but swept back down past my crotch to the hem of my nightgown. Then it
pulled the nightgown up, revealing my thighs, approaching my hips. 

I couldn't believe this was happening. This will sound cliche, but I
felt like it was not real, a dream. Her hand slid up the side of my hip
and came down over my belly and went back down toward my crotch. It
slowed before she touched my cunt--soon she was barely touching me and
barely moving her hand. But I could feel it approaching my cunt. I
couldn't stand the suspense. 

Her other arm took my head and I felt her head approach again. Her lips
were on mine and her tongue was in my mouth. I felt her tongue wrapping
around my upper teeth, pressing up. I realized her hand was on my cunt,
massaging, and my body was moving in rhythm. I felt her other hand on
my breast, her fingers approaching and circling my nipple. I was
breathing so hard I wasn't in control. I pressed my cunt against her
hand. I could hear my own voice on every breath. It was too much! I
grabbed her hand and pressed it harder against my cunt and grabbed her
other hand and pushed it tightly over my breast. A tremor went through
my whole body. 

I realized my neck was bent way back. My hands still had Lisa's hands
pushed tightly against my breast and my cunt. I relaxed and let her go,
going limp, lying on my back. I felt Lisa's breath in my ear. "You're
so sexy," she whispered. Her fingers trailed down my body again to my
cunt. As soon as she reached my cunt, I realized she could easily bring
me off again. I grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly over my cunt: I
was too exhausted to go through it again. We lay like that a couple of
minutes, her breath still in my ear. Then I let go of her hand and it
immediately started softly caressing my cunt. 

"Please, no!" I said, pushing her hand back to my cunt. 

"You're going to come again for me," she answered. Suddenly her lips
were on mine again and she pulled her hand away. I felt fingertips on
my nipple but I didn't stop her. Then she was laying again, her mouth
at my ear, whispering: "Your nipples are so sensitive--you're going to
come just from your nipples." She was right--there was no helping it.
Iwas coming again and couldn't stop myself. 

She told me to take off my nightgown and I slept on my side facing away
from her with her body shaped around mine. Her arm was over my side,
hugging me. 

I woke in the morning, and finding myself nude, it all came back to me.
Lisa was gone. I couldn't believe what had happened. I thought about it
and got scared. 

I didn't see Lisa all morning, but that afternoon the entire family had
a picnic and I saw her with the rest of the younger group. I didn't go
see her and in fact I believe I avoided her though I stole some
glances. She wasn't coming my way nor did she look at me. 

I finally relaxed and talked to one of my aunts. I felt a tapping on my
shoulder. It was Lisa. "Come here," she said, smiling. I didn't say a
thing, but just followed her. 

There was a wooded area behind the back yard and Lisa walked right up
to it and then into it on a path. As soon as we were between the trees,
she stopped and reached out for my hand. Then she led me further into
the woods. We walked a while. Then we came around some brush to the
edge of a small ravine. In the bottom there was a tree that had fallen
down. Three people where down there. 

I realized that it was our cousin Tom being sucked off! Another of our
cousins, Anne, was kneeling at his feet with his cock in her mouth!
They were both dressed except for Tom's zipper being open. Tom had his
hand on top of her head. Next to them, leaning against the downed tree
was Charlene. She was watching them. As we watched, she pulled off her
top! She started fingering one of her nipples. 

"Looks like fun, doesn't it?" said Lisa. She reached around behind me
and put her hand on my hip. She pulled me until I was pressed against
her and then I felt her hand massaging my rear. Anne was still sucking
and Charlene was still fingering her nipple. Lisa's hand felt its way
into the back of my shorts. Tom pulled Anne to standing and she started
taking off her clothes. Lisa pushed my shorts down. Anne was soon nude
and she knelt again and sucked on Tom's cock again. My shorts and
panties were around my ankles. Lisa's finger was on my rear hole! 

"Would you like to suck that cock?" asked Lisa. I just stared. Charlene
was breathing hard. Lisa's finger pushed into my rear hole. I almost
collapsed in a heap. 



		
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