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Subject: CRUISING COUSINS by EROS
Date: 17 Apr 1997 22:34:23 GMT
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                            CRUISIN' COUSINS
                               (by EROS!)

       I'd married young and divorced young, and I'd never learned the
    trick of travelling alone. I felt as if I must be the only woman
ever
    who actually dreaded her annual two weeks' vacation from the big
    corporation where I work. It probably sounded pitifully tedious to
my
    co-workers, but I jumped at the chance to share my vacation with my
    cousin Jenny, who wanted to take a Caribbean cruise.

       "If both of us share a cabin, Lisa, it'll be almost as cheap for
    two people as it would be for just me," she'd explained.

       It was just as well that I didn't know what would happen... what
    sharing a cabin could mean with a blonde, big-titted woman with a
    heavy sexual appetite like Jenny. If I had, I most likely would
have
    declined the offer. And that, as it turned out, would have been one
    of the big mistakes of my life!

       We sailed from Miami on a hot, cloudless day. Jenny was wearing
a
    tight black bikini that hid about as much as a stripper's `G'
string
    and pasties. The full, golden globes of her abundant boobs were
    clearly visible to the otherwise busy crew. No matter how many
    tickets they had to check or bags they had to stow, the male
    attendants were always more than ready to fetch Jenny and me
another
    drink.

       "Do you suppose they're trying to get us drunk!" I asked.

       "Oh, I'm certain of it," Jenny replied, sticking out her tits.
    "Not that they need to. I'm already horny enough to strap on a
    horse!"

       Not wanting to confess that I also had been somewhat deprived of
    male companionship, I fumbled for a neutral reply. The conversation
    didn't really return to anything interesting until after dark, when
a
    couple of male passengers joined our table. Like us, they were
    cousins, or so they said. Actually, they didn't look like they were
    related. Kevin was a slim blonde guy with an intelligent face and a
    delicious pair of tight, well-packed buns. Mike was black-haired
and
    blue-eyed, and he made the not unbelievable claim that he played
    professional football.

       Things were progressing at a slow, getting-to-know-you pace that
    probably wasn't entirely appropriate to a two week cruise. At
least,
    Jenny didn't think so, because she suddenly yanked off the top of
her
    skimpy, black bikini and bathed the perky tips of her erect nipples
    in the soft moonlight.

       "So, which of you two gorgeous hunks wants to fuck me first!"
she
    giggled drunkenly.

       I blushed for my cousin, or so I told myself. Actually, I may
have
    just been a little ticked off by the assumptions implicit in that
    word `first'.

       "Hey," I said. "Don't I get one of them!"

       "You'll get both of them, Lisa," Jenny shot back. "We share the
    cabin and share the men. That was the deal, right?!"

       It was? I didn't remember anything about sharing the men! But
    events had swept me out past my ability to control them. Kevin had
    suddenly reached for Jenny's tits and started fondling them, and I
    found myself quivering in the warm crush of Mike's big, muscular
    arms.

       "Let's check out that cabin you're sharing," he whispered.

       Jenny wasn't making any attempt to put her top back on, so I
    pulled mine off too. After all, I didn't want to be one-upped by my
    cousin. Mike rubbed his nose into my perfumed cleavage as I allowed
    the sensitive points of my bare nipples to press into his upper
    chest.

       "You smell good," he purred.

       "I'm glad you think so," I said, my voice sounding much more
self-
    assured than I really felt. "Now, let's go find that cabin."

       Jenny and I led the way, our bare boobs bouncing. I must admit
    that I experienced a thrill of fear when I walked off the dark deck
    and into a well-lit hallway where anyone could see. But Kevin and
    Mike seemed so impressed by us outrageous females that I didn't
want
    to spoil things by putting my top back in place. Besides I have to
    admit that there was something deeply erotic about flashing myself
    that boldly in a public place.

       The men groaned in unison when they confronted the narrow
neatness
    of our twin beds.

       "They were designed with saving space in mind, not fucking,"
Jenny
    conceded. "But there's room on the floor."

       I had never been in any kind of group sex situation before, but
my
    cousin was obviously an old hand at it. Sinking her soft fingers
into
    my flesh, she gently pulled me from Mike's arms into hers. The two
    men sat down on her bed while she entertained them with a
    demonstration of how girls seduce other girls. I hadn't known how
    sensuous it could feel to let another woman, who also happened to
be
    my own cousin, peel off my clothes in a series of long, smooth
    gestures that got me totally naked almost before I realized it.

       Sighing, I squatted and slipped my hands under the waistband of
    Jenny's bikini bottom. "Do it, Lisa, she whispered. "Pull it down.
"

       When I did, we could all see that she'd shaved her pussy
    completely bare. Sure, I'd shaved mine pretty radically along the
    sides so that I could wear my skimpiest bikinis without flashing
    stray curls, but Jenny was absolutely bald! As hairless a twelve-
    year-old! I'd never seen such a thorough job, not in pictures and
    certainly not in the flesh.

       Slipping the tips of my fingers over her slippery flesh, I
    verified that her pussy mound felt like the softest, finest satin.

       "I keep it like that for licking," Jenny whispered. "I don't
want
    my lovers getting hairs caught between their teeth. Do you want to
    lick my hot pussy for me, cousin?"

       I moaned as I rested my cheek against Jenny's creamy thigh. It
    seemed like the ultimate in everything forbidden, sucking out a
    woman's pussy when the woman happened to be my cousin while a
couple
    of men who also happened to be cousins were watching. I could hear
    the men panting audibly as they leaned forward to see what my
answer
    would be. In reply, I impulsively stuck out my tongue and started
to
    lick!

       A gentle perfume that blended the scent of musk and something
    utterly unique to Jenny wafted up from her creaming cuntslit, a
    personal fragrance that really turned me on. I hadn't known that
    pussy juice could be a real, honest-to-God aphrodisiac. I stretched
    my tongue to lick Jenny's satiny flesh as I explored every curve
and
    contour of her tender, hairless young cunt. After a few minutes of
    sucking, licking and vigorous tongue-fucking, I vibrated the tip of
    my tongue against the fat bud of her clitoris.

       Her skinny hips jerked helplessly against my face and I realized
    that Jenny was cumming. I darted my tongue tip down to the
quivering
    entrance to her pussy, slipping it inside a scant fraction of an
inch
    so that I could feel her contractions. Jenny whimpered, and her
knees
    wobbled. Her twat muscles sucked desperately on my tongue to draw
it
    deeper. Jenny came like a rocket for what seemed like ages. Then it
    was my turn to get licked out by my cousin.

       I didn't trust myself to stand up and take so much pleasure, so
I
    sat on the edge of my bed and spread my knees. That position put me
    directly opposite the two guys who were watching from Jenny's bed.
    Each time I looked up, from Jenny's bobbing head, I was reminded
anew
    that I was putting on a live lesbian sex show with my own cousin in
    front of two strangers.

       She kissed me the way my husband used to kiss my mouth, sending
    her tongue more deeply into my pussy on every lick. I didn't have
to
    respond in any special way. All I had to do was sit there and enjoy
    it. Despite. myself, I soon had my hips churning against the narrow
    mattress. I grew dizzy and the room started to spin. Then I was
    cumming into my cousin's eager mouth, my thighs heaving as I
brought
    them in tight to grip her hollowed, sucking cheeks.

       Jenny and I had one thing in common, I don't think it's because
    we're cousins, though, I think it's simply because we're women. In
    any case, once we've had one orgasm, we're more than ready,
willing,
    and able for more. That first pop just serves to get us ready.

       Kevin and Mike had their hands full when we dived for the bed
and
    pulled them down to the floor. I got Mike, and it was a genuine
    pleasure to yank down the big man's shorts and run my fingers
through
    the thick, tangled curls of his dark pubic hair. His cock was
stiff,
    thanks to the suck-show he'd just watched, and I found it tasty
when
    I slipped it into my mouth.

       As I slid my lips down Mike's fat shaft, my eyes kept stealing
    sideways glimpses at Jenny and Kevin. She got him naked so fast
that
    I didn't even see his pants come off, but I certainly managed a
long,
    luscious look at his 11 inch dick. It was long and skinny, the
    kind of cock that gets deep down into all those hard-to-reach
places.
    Lucky Jenny! Saliva ran down her chin as she opened wide in a
futile
    attempt to completely deep-throat him.

       "Come on, baby, climb on top and let's fuck," Mike murmured.

       My brain had slowed down so completely that he had to repeat the
    sexy invitation a couple of times before it registered. When it
did,
    I wasted no time in placing my pussy where my mouth had just been.
    
       I didn't know what was the most exciting part of this encounter,
    Mike's hard, pounding cock as I fucked him in the woman-on-top
    position, or the knowledge that Jenny was watching my antics as
    closely as I watched hers. It was a crazy combination of
    exhibitionism, voyeurism, lesbian incest, and good old fashioned
    fucking. If only I'd known years ago how good group sex could be!

       One of the best things about the whole set-up was the fact that
    the men automatically engaged in a small competition to see who
could
    last the longest. Jenny and I could ride our men and ride 'em hard
    and yet we never had to be afraid that they'd pop off before we
    reached the next orgasm. They were a perfectly matched pair that
    screwed and screwed.

       As I thundered through yet another orgasm atop Mike's erection,
I
    watched silver beads of sparkling sweat pour down Jenny's writhing
    body. I reached out to squeeze her tits and she replied by reaching
    out to squeeze mine. I could feel as well as watch the tremors in
her
    body when she segued into one of her orgasms, and she could feel
the
    same each time it happened to me.

       Half-way through, we swapped, with Mike fucking Jenny
doggy-style
    while Kevin gave my pussy a prick-pounding in the good old
missionary
    position. When the men finally pumped our cunts full of steaming
hot
    jism, we happily tumbled from their naked bodies so that we could
    clean out each other's leaky twats with our tongues.

       "Damn!" Jenny murmured. "I never knew you could be such a
    supercharged slut, cuz! I mean, I was hoping you were when I
invited
    you along on this vacation, but I just couldn't be sure. You're
    fucking incredible!"

       "That makes two of us!" I said, satuting her pussyhole with
    another tender lick of my contented tongue.

      And that was only our first night. I was afraid that we wouldn't
be
    able to Mike or Kevin out of our cabin once we'd hooked them on our
    group sex going-on, but Kevin managed to crawl away sometime late
    Saturday afternoon, just long enough to spread the news to most of
    the other men aboard. When Jenny and I emerged for dinner, we were
    practically mobbed. Everybody from the captain on down wanted us at
    their table.

       Naturally, we accepted the captain's invitation. That didn't
mean
    that we restricted ourselves to fucking with him, however. Jenny
was
    quick to drop her fork or napkin whenever a cute crew member walked
    up, causing him to drop immediately to his knees and crawl under
the
    table to help her out. When she spread her legs to show that she
    wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt, that usually told him
    exactly what little service she needed performed. It was such a
    useful trick that I tried it too.... nine times!!

       Later, in the grand ballroom, our clothing seemed to develop a
    strange way of dropping off at the least provocation. First, Jenny
    lost an earring, and then the shoulder of my spaghetti strap dress
    came down, and then Jenny's shoes came off, and then my necklace,
and
    then her skirt, and then my skirt, and then we were well into a
    full-tilt orgy!

       I found myself getting prodded from all sides by cocks of every
    size, shape, and color. Somebody I didn't even know eventually got
    hold of the microphone used by the M.C.  to introduce the
    not-too-good band.

       "We want Lisa and Jenny! We want Lisa and Jenny!", he shouted, a
    suggestion that was greeted with a storm of cheers and applause.
Mike
    pushed me gently in the small of the back to get me started in
    Jenny's direction, and suddenly I found myself in the middle of a
    tight circle of horny, half-naked people.

       Jenny was already there, on her back with her legs spread wide.
    Her shaved pussy couldn't conceal a thing from the watching eyes of
    our enthusiastic audience.

       "Let's show 'em how it's done, cuz!" she hissed.

       "Yes!"

       Crawling on top of her in a sixty-nine, I lowered my tongue to
the
    wet slit of my cousin's creamy pussy and started stirring up the
    juices. The crowd's screams became a thunderous roar of pleasure
that
    reverberated to the marrow of my bones.

       From that night onward, there wasn't a man on that ship that
    couldn't be had by me or Jenny, or both. Hell, there wasn't a man
    or a woman who couldn't be had! We were the whole reason the cruise
    existed, the entire focus of a hot and horny shipboard orgy. Nobody
    wanted to get off in any of the ports to explore the charming
little
    boutiques of the Caribbean. We were all too busy exploring the
    ultimate outrages of kinky group sex!


