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Date: Thu, 14 Jul 2005 09:15:12 +0000
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My Cousin John and his Cock Tricks
John was my cousin, and I spend nearly every summer hanging around his place.
His family has a pool, and my father's always been too cheap to get one put in.
So, I like to go over to my Aunt Martha's and use her pool all summer.
I was 15 years old the summer that this story takes place. My best friend was
away at church camp, and I was one lonely girl. But I had my cousin, and his]
family's pool, so things could have been worse I guess.
I like to lay in the sun and work on my tan, and then dive in the water and swim
around for awhile to cool off. John and I used to have a lot of fun in the pool.
We used to wrestle --- that is, we did, until we started to mature.
That hot summer day he brought out some iced tea for me, and for some reason
made a pig point of telling me that his folks were both at work that day.
It was around noon, and soon we would have hot dogs or hamburgers for lunch, and
then sit around and watch a couple of talk shows, just like we always did.
He stood over me as I lay on the chaise, leaning forward to sip my tea. As I
looked up, my face was right in his crotch. He was wearing one of those little
bikini-bottom types of things, and I could clearly see the outline of the head
of his cock. It seemed to take his balls and bunch them together, leaving a
pretty clear outline of his dick. I had never actually noticed before how big my
cousin John was.
I sipped my tea, staring at the close-up dick show in front of me. Slowly, I
looked up at his face. He was looking down at me. I averted my gaze, and looked
back at his dick. I could see that it was bigger now, and suddenly, it jerked.
I could tell he was trying to make it move. And he was getting a hardon. I took
a deep breath and exhaled, and I could see the little hairs around his navel
flutter from my breath as I breathed out, I was that close to him.
"Oh, that felt good," he said.
"Yeah?" I said with a somewhat choked voice. I decided to take a chance, just to
see what he would say. "How do you make it move like that?" I asked.
"Muscle control," he said with a laugh. "I can do all kinds of things with it."
Suddenly, the bulge expanded again and again. He now had a full-on erection, and
the head of it was completely visible under the thin material.
"I bet you can," I said. My voice sounded far away to me, like I was talking in
a tunnel, my ears were ringing.
He just stood there, his dick moving just under the surface of the thin material
covering it, inches away from my lips.
"Can you make it dance?" I asked with a smile, trying to look unconcerned.
He nodded. I could plainly see the shape of the bulbous head of it, separate
from the swollen shaft now. Maybe the fabric emphasized it, and made it just so
big. "You wanna see it dance?" he asked.
I swallowed. Slowly, my face turned red, but I nodded.
"It can't really do it under my trunks. You'll have to pull them down,
you know?"
I stared at him for a moment, then with shaking hands, very nervously, I reached
up and hooked my thumbs in the elastic band of his trunks and pulled them down
slowly. My eyes were greeted first by a little thicket of brown, curly hair.
Then, I could see the base of his cock as its head was thrust forward, toward
me, by the release of the material.
Then, it broke free from the fabric, and shot straight up in the air and audibly
slapped against his stomach. I couldn't keep my eyes off the purple head! It was
shaped like a mushroom, almost, and it throbbed like a heartbeat. It was flared
at the bottom and looked sort of like a helmet. It was split into two parts,
sort of, with a big line dividing the head, right up to the little hole at the
top of it.
His balls were pink and nearly hairless, full of wrinkles and veins. I could see
his two orbs inside, weighting down the skin. I watched in amazement as they
slowly tightened, probably because of the cooler air outside his trunks. Then,
they moved!
He could move his balls, too! They moved up, and then down again. I couldn't
believe it!
Then he made his cock dance. It got larger, and then a little smaller,
dropping down a little, pointing at me. Then, it swung back up into the air
again, bouncing.
I leaned toward it, looking more closely at it. I reached out and touched the
very tip of it, where a little drop of crystal clear fluid rested on the tip
over the tiny crack in the end.
"You can play with it, if you like," he said.
I was so curious now that I almost forgot to be nervous and reached up and
wrapped my fingers around it, feeling it throb beneath my touch. It was warm and
hard, yet the skin was so soft and smooth. I touched his balls, feeling the
little eggs inside, moving them around gently.
"Kiss it, and it will spit at you," he said.
I looked up at him surprised that he would say some- thing like that to me, bout
he just stood there grinning at me. Finally I moved my lips to the head of his
cock, kissing it. I ran my lips all over it, tasting the strange taste of the
clear fluid on the tip. Then, I moved my lips down the shaft, all the way to his
pink, hairless balls. After a moments hesitation I stuck out my tongue and
licked them. They tasted salty, sort of, and I found that I liked the feel of
his balls on my tongue. I licked his cock again, then, all the way to the head,
and then, I opened my mouth and took it into my mouth. I pulled it out.
"Do you like that?" I asked.
He nodded. He pulled away from me, though, and stood a little farther away. He
kicked off his trunks and walked around the chaise, and I watched with fasci-
nation as his hard dick bounced and his balls swayed with each step he took.
He knelt at the base of the chaise and pulled my bikini bottoms down. My pussy
hair was wet and matted to my skin. He moved his hands to my top and pulled it
off. I lay there, naked, letting my cousin look at my tits.
I know that I should have stopped him, I know that what we were doing was wrong.
But when he ran his fingers over my nipples, his touch excited me, making me
even wetter. I loved the way he pinched my nipples lightly, then moved his
fingers slowly down my belly to my pussy.
He was making me feel so good. I trembled in antici- pation, what would he touch
next, how would it feel?
He reached down with both hands and parted my legs, pushing them wide, my feet
were still on the ground on either side of the chaise.
Then he moved his face close to my crotch, and I could feel his breath on my me.
I held my breath as he stuck out his tongue and licked me!! It sent sending
shivers all over my body.
He licked my between the legs, and reached up and parted my pussy lips, licking
at my clit, and I came, like there was a sudden jolt of electricity shooting
through me. I writhed all over the chaise, my legs jerking and my muscles
tightening. I think I screamed even. Then, he pulled his mouth away.
He straddled the chaise, standing over me, his cock right in my face. I knew
what he wanted me to do. I also knew that I would do it. After all, he'd just
given me such good feeling, the least I could do was return the favor.
I leaned forward and took hie stiff cock into my mouth and sucked on it, hard. I
reached around and grabbed his tight ass cheeks, pulling his cock deeper into my
throat. I could feel him making it jerk inside my mouth, and suddenly, my mouth
was flooded with a big, hot load of his come. Time and again, his cock jerked,
sending another gob of cream into my throat. I choked and gagged on it, but he
held my head tightly to his front. I swallowed and swallowed, but I could
swallow it all, some slid out of my mouth and down my chin, puddling on my tits.
Finally, his cock stopped jerking and he pulled it out of my mouth. He stood
above me and made it dance some more.
We didn't do anything more that day, but nowadays my cousin John makes his cock
do tricks deep inside me and sometimes, I'm able to use my pussy muscles to grab
his dancing cock.
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