Kissing
Kissing Cousins
By: Falcongirl (RREESETX@prodigy.net)
Kissing Cousins
My husband and I have a pretty normal and comfortable lifehere in
Houston. Jessie runs our family business in AC/Heating,and I am a
Correctional Officer for one of the local prisons. Withthe business'
sucsess, we are able to have almost everything we want.Our nice home,
new cars, and swimming pool were just a few luxuries we couldafford.
Because of the business, Jessie did not have the time tospend with me.
He spends so much time at work, we dont even have time to starton a
family. But Im waiting patiently.
I met Jessie five years ago through a mutual friend, andwe were married
a year later. Two weeks ago it was just us until Jessie'scousin Wayne
came to stay with us. The company that Wayne worked at wentbelly-up,
so he needed a job. Jessie happily offered Wayne a job workingfor him,
and he accepted. He then made the move from Atlanta to Houston.
Wayne did not attend our wedding; so all I knew about himis he was
Jessie's first cousin on his fathers side. I arrived homefrom work one
night, and there he was sitting at the kitchen table havinga beer with
my husband. We made the proper introductions, but I wasmomentarily
taken aback by his virile stature. Like Jessie, he stoodover six feet
tall. Unlike Jessie's lanky build, Wayne's muscular buildis very easy
on the eyes. His smooth ebony skin, straight teeth, andshaven bald
head added to his admirable package.
Wayne gave a very firm and lasting handshake. I always thoughta firm
handshake represented a confident person. Well he wasconfident
alright. Confident that he could get next to me. I guessmy voluptuous
figure must have tickled his fancy. I have caught him staringat me in
an admirable manner time after time. Or Wayne would evenmake obvious
remarks like, "Man Robin, you are looking so fine today."I usually
just laughed it off.
On one particular day, I had arrived home from working theearly shift.
It was a beautiful sunny day to sit at the pool; so I showeredand put
on my two-piece bathing suit and headed out with a glassof wine and
book. I relaxed back in the lawn chair and soaked up the Spring
sun-rays. After a few moments of reading, I slipped intoa deep
tranquil sleep. In my dream, Jessie and I were on a remotebeach; and
he was rubbing oil on my body. His hands massaged my erectnipples, and
caressed my stimulated skin. "How does that feel?" Jessieasked.
"Mmmm. That feels good baby. Dont stop." I said in return.Jessie
continued to caress me until he finally unvailed my erectnipples.
"Baby your beautiful." He said in a whisper.
In my dream, I was on fire. My body ached for my husband, butsomething
was'nt right. His touch was different, more aggressivethan usual. The
funny part was I liked it.
"Make love to me." I begged. "Please Jessie, take me."
His caressing stopped. "Im not Jessie, Im Wayne!" He abruptly
said.
This brought me back to reality, and I woke up to face Wayne
who was sitting on the side of my chair. I sat up quickly, very surprised.
"What in the hell..." It was then I realized everything
was'nt a dream. My breasts were fully exposed, so I hurried to cover them
up with my swimsuit top.
"Wayne, just what in the hell do you think you're doing?"I yelled
angily. He stood to his feet and a bottle of sunblock fellon the
ground.
"Robin, Im sorry. I noticed you were out here asleep in thesun. I
thought I'd get the sunblock and rub some on you.... I guessI got
carried away. I thought you wanted me to keep doing it. Imean you did
tell me not to stop." He said as he fumbled for words.
I then got up. "Wayne, I was sleeping. I thought you wereJessie!" I was
more embarressed than angry. I then stormed into the house.
It was hard for me to face Wayne the next couple of days, soI would
purposely avoid him. That was until one night. I was cookingdinner
before Jessie arrived home, and Wayne entered the kitchen.
"Hey cuz, that smells good. Oh Jessie called and he's onhis way home."
He cheerfully said.
"Good. Dinner should be done shortly." I said in return.
Wayne grabbed a beer out of the fridge and sat down at thebreakfast
table. I felt a little uncomfortable, but I knew I had toeventually
face him.
"Jessie sure does put in the long hours. I just thank godhe offered me
a job." Wayne said as he opened his beer.
"Well Im glad he could be there for you." I said as I put thefinal
touches on the lasagne. "He really thinks highly of you,and there's
nothing in the world he would'nt do for you."
The conversation fell quiet for a moment. I turned to faceWayne who was
picking at his beer bottle with his head down.
"Robin. I want to apologize to you for the other day out bythe pool. I
crossed the line and I had no right to...." Before he couldfinish, I
interrupted him.
"Wayne, dont worry about it. I accept your apology, so letsjust forget
about it okay?" I convincingly remarked.
Nervously shaking his head, he could not even look at meas he struggled
to find the right words. "Robin I... You see the the lastthing I would
ever want to do is hurt Jessie; but I cant help the way I feel."
Not quite understanding where he was coming from, I questionedhim.
"Wayne, what are you trying to say?"
He glanced at me and quickly looked away. "I guess what Imtrying to say
is..."
"Robin! Im home!" I heard Jessie calling from the the livingroom.As I
walked out of the kithen to meet my husband, I could'nt helpbut notice
the look of frustration on Wayne's face.
He never did get a chance to tell me what he had to say. He really
did'nt have to; I already knew what he was going to say. On
a couple of occasions, my bestfriends Gail and Betty would drop by.
They would flirt with Wayne from the time they arrived to the time they
left. He would always be pleasent, but he never returned in any flirtatious
manner. I myself hated it when Gail and Betty would show
up; but who could blame them for their come-ons, he's gorgeous. I then
realized I was actually starting to harbor some pretty jealous feelings
when they make advances towards Wayne.
Every now and then, Wayne would walk around the house withouthis shirt.
It would take everything in me to not stare, or make it obviousthat I
wanted him. He knew exactly what he was doing. So I had tobe careful.
Jessie's a good man, and I have never been unfaithful tohim. He works
sixteen hours a day; and when he comes home, he's too tiredto do
anything but eat dinner and go to bed. Like I said, Im patient.
One night as we were in bed sleeping, I woke up and decidedto get a
drink of water. Before I turned the corner to go to the kitchen,I
heard voices coming from Wayne's room. Not just any oldvoices, but
sounds of pleasure between a man and a woman.
I quietly walked to the bedroom door, and it was cracked.I peeped
inside, and to my disbelief; Wayne was having sex with avery pretty
woman. They were both on top of the covers naked, as the moonlightcame
through the opened blinds exposing their naked bodies.Wayne layed on
top of the excited woman glistening with perspirationas he pumped her
full of his hard cock. She dug her nails in his back as shemoaned with
pleasure. I envied her. I wanted desperately to go in anddrag her ass
out of my house by her hair. I then opted to take a seat on thefloor
and quietly watch the stranger get what I wanted. The luckybitch.
I watched continuously, but I was shocked to see the sizeof him as they
switched positions. His hands were all over her, fondlingevery part of
her body. He controlled every move that was made. He gavecommands, and
she took orders. I was so turned on, I imagined it was me takingall
nine inches of his throbbing dick.
His mouth covered her nipples and other sensitive partsof her body from
time to time. She straddled him and moved up and down repetitiously.
Wayne begged for more and more; then he grabbed her hipsand helped her
with the motions. With each thrust, it was more forceful.Finally both
of them released screams which shattered the quietness.
She then layed on top of Wayne exhausted. I was so caughtup in their
after-glow; I did'nt realize Wayne was staring at me throughthe
cracked door. I quickly scurried back to my bed. I laid therefeeling
jealous and idiotic. It was so wierd, I know for a fact henoticed me
there for a long while; so why did'nt he react?
The next morning, Jessie left at the crack of dawn. AfterI dressed for
work, I sat at the breakfast table having a cup of coffee.I was not in
a pleasant mood. Wayne then walked in headed for the coffeepot.
"Goodmorning." He cheerfully greeted me.
With less enthusiasm, I responded. "Goodmorning."
"Man, I dont see how Jessie gets out of here so early. I guesshe's just
a man on a mission." He said.
I rolled my eyes at him, and he saw me. I stood up and walkedover and
placed my cup in the sink. As I turned to leave out, Wayneblocked my
path.
"C'mon Wayne." I pleaded. "I dont want to be late." I couldsmell the
his spicy aftershave lotion which sent tingles up my spine.
"So why are you in such a bad mood this morning?" He spokein a deep
hushed tone. I looked at him with a scowl, showing my jealousrage.
"Are you mad at me? Or are you mad because it was'nt you?"He snidely
inquired. "You know I saw you last night. I knew you werethere the
whole time. Too bad you missed the first fifteen minutes,I could
hardly control her. If you know what I mean?" I then angrilywalked
passed him.
It was difficult trying to get through work that day. Scenesfrom the
night before kept reaking havoc on my mind. Why was thisgetting to me?
I just came to the conclusion it was because I was'nt gettingany
loving from my hubby. There was more to it than that. Beingphysically
attracted to your in-law is not a good thing. As a matterof fact, its
just down-right immoral.
For the next week, Wayne did'nt spend much time around thehouse. He
spent most of his time with his new girlfriend. Jessie thoughtit was
just wonderful that his cousin finally met someone he reallyliked.
Yeah, whatever....
Jessie had left to go out of town to a business owners conventionin
Philidelphia. So I was home alone for the weekend. It wasFriday night
and I just wanted to relax. A long aromatherapy bath is justwhat I
needed, but it relaxed me too much. I could'nt even get halfwaythrough
the movie I rented, so I went to bed.
Sometime during the night I was awakened by a warm masculinehand on my
hip. My back was facing the stranger in my bed; but the familiar
smelling spicy aftershave lotion let me know who I was aboutto get
busy with. I could have easily sent Wayne away, but why fightthe
feeling anymore? His hand gently explored my body as heeased closer to
me. I closed my eyes and made body movements showing acceptenceto his
touch. "Make love to me baby. I need you." I begged.
"Im not Jessie. Im Wayne." He assured me of his identity.I turned to
face totally clotheless Wayne.
"I know who you are, and you are who I want."
We kissed long and hard while my hands explored him, andmy nightshirt
was off in a flash. Wayne covered my body with kisses, andmy nipples
ached to the touch of his mouth. He then went right to workeating my
wet pussy. I could hardly control myself as he gave me sheerdelight.
My moaning expressed the satisfaction I was getting asI caressed his
bald head. I wanted him to feel the same pleasure I felt,so we
switched positions.
"Damn girl. Now I see why my cousin is so crazy about you."I sucked his
big black dick to ultimate stiffness. Wayne threw his headback,
enjoying the freaky side of me. I took him so deep down mythroat, I
could almost swallow him. For long moments, I orally satisfiedWayne
until he made me stop.
"I want you now." Wayne demanded.
I laid on my back as Wayne took position between my legs.He entered me,
and I surrendered. I cried loud voices of erotic pleasure.I caressed
his back, head, arms... anything I could caress. We kissedfeverishly
in the madness of our lovemaking. He took control, and Ifollowed his
lead. We did it in many positions. As we fucked doggy-style;he pumped
so hard, my ass made a slapping noise as it collided withhis body.
Wayne then wanted me on my back again. He filled me up to thepoint to
where it was almost too much; but I enjoyed his verility.
We both grew more excited by the second. He unleashed a wholenew me as
I began to tremble. He pumped harder and faster; then withoutany
further hesitation, we reached our peaks together. I hadnever felt a
sensation that was so fucking wonderful. Not even withmy husband.
We laid there for a while, then Wayne informed me that hewould be
moving back to Atlanta for a new job position within thenext week. I
hated the fact he would not be there, but everything wouldwork out for
the better this way.
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