<HTML><FONT SIZE=3 PTSIZE=10>"My Cousin Michael" (mf, cons, teen, oral)<BR>
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sexual descriptions and language. Any resemblance between this and a real
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"My Cousin Michael"<BR> <BR>
Copyright © 2000 by Velvet Rose<BR> <BR> <BR> 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 they had two children, Sandra and Kenny. Mike was raised by his and
stepmother (don't know what happened to his real mom) and was as much a
member of the as his half and sister. <BR> <BR> 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.<BR>
<BR> Last year Mike graduated from high school and was accepted to a
college in Maryland. About a month before he left for school his came to visit. They stayed at a condo nearby for the whole week. When
they arrived all five member of the Brooks 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.<BR> <BR> Then I saw Michael.
Mike had changed a lot since he moved away five years before. He was
6-feet tall, his 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.<BR> <BR> 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.<BR> <BR> 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 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 we had both known for years named Jerry. Things were getting
pretty serious, but then his 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.<BR>
<BR> "I bet," Mike said, "even as a kid Jerry was into with big
tits."<BR> <BR> 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."<BR> <BR> Mike chuckled. "Well, let's
see about that."<BR> <BR> I didn't think I heard right. "What?"<BR> <BR>
He smiled at me and said, "Come on, Lisa, whip out those big titties!"<BR>
<BR> I smiled back at him and said, "I'll show you mine if you show me
yours."<BR> <BR> He thought about it for a second. "Deal. You go
first."<BR> <BR> 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."<BR> <BR> 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.<BR> <BR> "I can see from that mouth what Jerry
liked about you besides your tits," he joked. "Show me what you did for
him."<BR> <BR> 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 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 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. <BR> <BR> 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 <BR> us back on
the road. Mike zipped up his pants and said, "Now I know what Jerry's
missing out on."<BR> <BR> 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 my lips
and pump my 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. <BR> <BR> 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. <BR> <BR> "There was
something on he just HAD to watch, but he'll be down soon," Kate
explained.<BR> <BR> "But it's such a nice day out," my said, "and you
guys are leaving tomorrow. Lisa, why don't you go up there and drag him
down?"<BR> <BR> 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 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."<BR> <BR> 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 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 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. <BR> <BR> 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 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 Melissa was.<BR> <BR> He moaned to me that he was about
to cum. I told him to pull out so he could 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.<BR> <BR> 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 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."<BR> <BR> The two of us hopped into the
shower to rinse the sweat and 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.<BR> <BR> The next day Mike and his
family drove back home. I managed to slip him a pair of my before
he left. A few weeks later he went off to and I didn't see him
again for a long time. He did come back with his 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 next year.
Maybe.<BR> <BR> THE END.<BR> </HTML>
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