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<HTML>"My Cousin Michael" (mf, cons, teen, oral) 

 WARNING: This is a complete work of fiction which contains graphic

sexual descriptions and language. Any resemblance between this and a real

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"My Cousin Michael" 

Copyright © 2000 by Velvet Rose Michael Brooks isn't

really my cousin, more like a step-cousin. His dad, John Brooks, had been

married and divorced before he met my Aunt Kate. After they got married
they had two children, Sandra and Kenny. Mike was raised by his father and

stepmother (don't know what happened to his real mom) and was as much a

member of the family as his half brother and sister. Since Mike

and I are about the same age (he a year older) we hung out together and had

the same friends. We were pretty close. But Uncle John was offered a

great job in another state and they moved away when I was 12. Our families

got together only a few times after that. Mostly we communicated through

birthday and Christmas cards and the occasional lengthy phone call. 

 Last year Mike graduated from high school and was accepted to a

college in Maryland. About a month before he left for school his family
came to visit. They stayed at a condo nearby for the whole week. When

they arrived all five member of the Brooks family came bounding up our

walkway amid a lot of laughter and hugs. It looked like something out of a

Hallmark commercial. Very warm and loving. Then I saw Michael.

Mike had changed a lot since he moved away five years before. He was

6-feet tall, his dark hair was now cut short, and he had a small gold ring

in his ear. Nothing like the skinny little kid that I grew up with. It

wasn't until I saw him again right then that I realized how good looking he

was. Most of the day was spent catching up and looking at photos.

It was very nice. But then there were the questions. What is Mike

majoring in? What career does he want? Have you been to the university

yet? Does he have a dorm room? Which holidays will he come home for? Is

his girlfriend going to the same school? What is Lisa doing after high

school? Have you chosen a college? Are you planning on getting a job? Do

you have a boyfriend? That sort of thing. I needed to get out of

the house, and Mike looked like he wanted to go too. We took my car and we

drove around town. We were silent for a while, just listening to the

radio. I broke the ice by asking him about his girlfriend, Melissa. From

what I had heard she was practically a member of the family. They

mentioned her during family phone calls and she was included in a couple of

photos we got from them. Mike said she was "real nice" and "fun". To me

it sounded like things weren't going well between them. Mike changed the

subject and asked me if I had a boyfriend. I told him about how I was

dating a boy we had both known for years named Jerry. Things were getting

pretty serious, but then his family moved to Oregon a few months back.

Somehow the conversation got around to sex. Mike admitted that he had gone

all the way with Melissa and I said that I'd done the same with Jerry. 

 "I bet," Mike said, "even as a kid Jerry was into girls with big

tits." I started to laugh. This was how my cousin and I would

talk to each other when he lived here. We told each other exactly what was

on our mind. Just talking and laughing with each other. And four-letter

words were never taboo. "My chest wasn't the only thing he liked about me.

He said I had a mouth like a Hoover." Mike chuckled. "Well, let's

see about that." I didn't think I heard right. "What?" 

He smiled at me and said, "Come on, Lisa, whip out those big titties!" 

 I smiled back at him and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me

yours." He thought about it for a second. "Deal. You go

first." I pulled off the road to a semi-secluded spot and turned

off the engine. I slowly unbuttoned my top and moved it aside. Then I

unhooked my bra and exposed my bare tits. I turned to him, now topless,

and saw that he had his eyes glued to my chest. Grinning, I said to him,

"Your turn." He lifted himself off the seat a little, unbuttoned

his pants and slid them down to his knees. For a second I thought he

wasn't going to pull down his jockeys. I was glad he finally did. His

dick was about 8 inches long and real thick. He wasn't real hairy and his

balls were the size of oranges. My mouth fell open. I had never seen one

so big, so close before. "I can see from that mouth what Jerry

liked about you besides your tits," he joked. "Show me what you did for

him." It never occurred to me to stop and think about what I was

doing. He might have been kidding for all I knew. But there was a huge

cock in front of me and I wanted to know what it tasted like. I leaned

down and gently licked it. Mike didn't protest at all so I wrapped my lips

around his head and sucked on it. I bobbed my head up and down his shaft,

savoring the musky taste. He ran his fingers through my hair and

whispered, "Yeah, suck it, suck it." I felt his hands go down my back and

slip down below the band of my shorts. He squeezed my ass a little and

then popped a couple fingers into my snatch. I felt his cum explode into

my mouth just as my own orgasm washed over me. I swallowed as much as I

could and licked his dick clean. He pulled his hand away and licked my own

cum from his fingers. We sat there breathless, a little in shock

over what we did. Before either of us could speak I heard a car coming.

In a flash I got my top back on, started the car and got us back on

the road. Mike zipped up his pants and said, "Now I know what Jerry's

missing out on." I laughed, happy that this didn't make things

awkward between us. We'd be spending a lot of time together in the next

week. Over the following days I fantasized about Michael's dick. I wanted

to know what it felt like inside me. I wanted it to stretch my cunt lips

and pump my pussy full of hot cum. I'd lay awake at night dreaming of ways

for us to do it. But there were few opportunities for the two of us to

spend any time alone together. On the day before they left we

had a picnic at the beach. The condo the Brooks were staying at was just a

short walking distance from the water, so they were there before us. I

immediately noticed that Michael wasn't with them. "There was

something on tv he just HAD to watch, but he'll be down soon," Kate

explained. "But it's such a nice day out," my mom said, "and you

guys are leaving tomorrow. Lisa, why don't you go up there and drag him

down?" I knew this was my last chance so of course I said yes. I

grabbed the key and headed to the room. When the others were out of sight

I ran the rest of the way. I was wearing a long, white mesh cover-up over

my two-piece suit. When I unlocked the door I took off the cover-up and

walked in. Mike was sitting in front of the tv watching a baseball game.

When he saw me come in he turned it off. I pulled him up and led him to

the bathroom. I figured that if anyone came back to the room we'd have a

few seconds before they found us back here. I pulled down the top of my

bathing suit and said, "This is our last chance. If you want to fuck we

have to do it now." He didn't need any more encouragement. While

he took off his clothes, I faced the bathroom mirror and put one foot up on

the edge of the sink. Mike tugged aside the crotch of my suit and ran his

fingers along my slit. I didn't realize until then how wet I was. He

nudged his cockhead against my pussy and slipped it inside slowly. I

gasped at how big it felt. Much bigger than I had fantasized about. It

took him a few moments to get a good rhythm going. He wrapped his left arm

around my waist and fondled my tits with his other hand. I looked up into

the mirror and watched myself getting fucked by my 18-year-old cousin. I

watched him pinch my erect nipples. I watched his cock sliding in and out

of my hot cunt. I had never seen anything more erotic in my life. My

juices were soaking his hairy balls. I reached down and gave his nut sac a

good squeeze. Michael pulled me down to the floor and continued

to fuck me doggy-style. He smacked my ass several times, telling me how

hot my pussy was. I managed to get my hand between my legs and diddle my

clit. I came again and again. I couldn't get over how turned on I was by

getting fucked by my own cousin! In the back of my mind I was thinking

what a lucky girl Melissa was. He moaned to me that he was about

to cum. I told him to pull out so he could cum on my face. I rolled on my

back as he kneeled over me and fisted his cock. I grabbed it and placed it

between my sweaty breasts. I pressed them together, forming a little

tunnel for Michael to fuck. After a few hard thrusts he soaked my face

tits with his jism. He dropped down next to me and I rolled myself

on top of him. We kissed for a good, long time before I pulled back. We

were covered in sweat and I had smeared his own cum all over his chest. I

slid down a little to lick the sperm off his pecks. I looked up at him and

said, "We should get cleaned up." The two of us hopped into the

shower to rinse the sweat and cum from our bodies. We toweled off and

dressed quickly. By the time we got back no one had really noticed that we

were gone for very long. We swam in the water, had lunch, and horsed

around as if nothing had happened. The next day Mike and his

family drove back home. I managed to slip him a pair of my panties before

he left. A few weeks later he went off to college and I didn't see him

again for a long time. He did come back with his family when I graduated

from high school not long ago. By then he had another girlfriend and I was

dating someone. But that didn't stop either of us from having another go

at it in my car. We might hook up in Florida for spring break next year.

Maybe. THE END. </HTML>