Kay's next lesson in love came about unexpectedly. Her folks traditionally spent the July fourth weekend at her Uncle Harry and Aunt Amelia's place at the lake. Her cousins Brad and Scot and she had a fine time while they were growing up. Scot had been killed in Vietnam and since then some of the joy had gone out of the summer visits.
Brad was out of college now and very involved with his business activities. He had grown slightly dull. There was gossip in the family that his parents were impatient for him to get married. They almost didn't care to whom – they wanted grandchildren, especially now that they only had one son.
Sensing the tensions in the small summer home, Kay was glad to spend as much time as possible walking in the woods, lolling by the lake shore, playing in the water; she even volunteered to chop the wood for the stove and fireplace, anything to keep her away from the older folks who were, frankly, a drag.
The second day, late in the afternoon while she was sitting in the back shelling peas for supper, Brad came up behind her.
"Want to go fishing before breakfast tomorrow? At the little lake? I got the car working."
"What?" Kay was brought back to reality by hearing him say something about fishing. "Yes, I would like to go fishing."
"Fine, I'll wake you at six. We can be where they're biting by 6:30 and hopefully catch enough for a fish lunch before we all have to head back to town."
Kay was not all that enthusiastic about getting up at daybreak for a fishing expedition, but she'd committed herself.
"Great!" she said with a false smile.
At six am a sleepy eyed Kay found herself drinking hot coffee out of a thermos bottle as they bounced over unpaved roads to the little lake "where the big ones are".
City-bred Kay caught a slippery little thing and Brad caught nothing. She was climbing over rocks with her trophy when she slipped and landed in the cold water. Brad was quick to fetch her out but laughed the whole time. She was embarrassed and furious. He only laughed harder. He got her to the car, told her to strip off her clothes and brought a blanket from the trunk. He built a small fire. She'd have to go back to the cabin in the blanket. He was tucking the blanket around her in the car when he stopped moving. She looked into his face. He gazed into her eyes. Slowly he brought his face forward and – giving her all the time in the world to turn away, which she didn't – kissed her on the mouth.
Kay saw him staring at her and thought of the look that had often been in Davey's eyes. She knew he was going to kiss her but she couldn't stop him. She was paralyzed.
Kay thought she'd never feel that sweet sensation from anyone but Davey her whole life. Here was her cousin kissing her and the thrill was genuine. The surprise of it kept her immobile. He pressed his advantage and kissed her again, this time with his arm around her. After a few more kisses he grew puzzled.
"Don't you want to kiss me back?"
"I guess so."
When his lips touched hers again she responded tentatively. More kisses. His hand slipped inside the blanket. It wasn't the tender caress she was used to from Davey, nor was it the grabby accumulative reach from high school days. It had affection, if not love.
Before long Kay found herself on her back with the blanket gently folded off her. His mouth was kind and did homage to her mouth, neck and breasts.
He ran his calloused hand over her smooth, creamy skin and slid his fingers down her stomach and wound them through the hairs on her pudenda. His breathing was short. Kay didn't want to do this. What could she do? Here they were in the woods with no one around for miles. She couldn't overpower him to make him stop. If she relied on his being a gentlemen it would make him think there was something wrong with her. She didn't want to deflate his ego; he wasn't really doing anything out of line. She'd played doctor and house with Brad and Scot till puberty. She hadn't protested so far… he had every right to expect she wished to go through with it. Besides, she wanted it.
His hand was spreading her labias and one finger was sinking into her sweet cave.
Brad's inquisitive finger explored her. His clothing was beginning to come off. Now he used both hands to remove his pants. They slid to the floor of the car and hobbled his ankles. It was difficult for him to get them off over his shoes.
His underwear landed on top of the pants. He was now as naked as she was. Brad's sensitive hands returned to her trembling body. He bent forward and kissed her between the breasts. His fingers worked their way down her torso and his palms felt the luxurious curve of her broad hips. His head dropped farther and he planted his moist lips on the line between her legs and her pussy. He gummed the tendon here. Kay went dizzy. He transferred his mouth to her other leg and again sucked in his lips and clamped his mouth gently on the tendon. Her mind ceased to work. All she could feel was the intensity of the pleasure this startling new feeling produced. His hands were surveying her legs. She could feel him exhaling on her hairless flesh. One hand was on her breast and the thumb and index finger were applying pressure to the nipples which firmed under his ministrations.
Kay felt the car seat beneath her give as his knees came up on either side of her. She refused to open her eyes. His cheek was next to hers now. He was softly nuzzling her face with his.
One kiss landed on her closed eyelid. Another gentle kiss was aimed at her ear. He kissed her earlobe, her neck and her chin. He stuck out his tongue and traced the outline of her lips before he planted his own on her red mouth.
His body was against hers and she could feel his heart beat. A little fumbling and he had managed to point his penis towards her sweet feminine opening. He was stroking her and then shifted his weight to enter her. The way his body was on top of her yet not using hers for support kept the unreal feeling alive as his hard organ inserted itself between the sensitive furrows of her body. She could feel his legs, the hair on them contrasting with the smoothness of her own.
As he stretched his leg muscles to fill her with his penis, waves of pleasure wafted through her body like ripples from a pebble thrown into a lake. He moved his hips up in the air and dragged his cock back to her furry opening.
Pleasure washed through her as his meaty organ retreated. As he sent it deep into her once more, Kay brought her hands to the back of his neck and twisted his hairs. She began to arch her pelvis to enhance the friction. Their see-sawing produced a music of coital syncopation. He placed his hands on either side of her head and held it still while he kissed her. Her lips were moving to clutch at his each time they landed on her mouth. Without either of them realizing it, his tongue parted her lips and fucked her mouth to the same rhythm as their hip movements.
Their breathing patterns became identical. As the symphony of their bodies continued and approached the climax of their love song, the melody of it came from their throats.
There was heavy breathing in the cramped car. Beads of perspiration formed on their brows. Heat radiated from their nude bodies locked in sexual combat. Their heartbeats increased. When his muscles tightened, Kay knew he was at his peak of passion and the quickening rubbing of his cock on her excited cunt drove her response to a new high.
She pressed her fingers into his shoulders. It was hard to breathe as he doubled the speed of his strokes and she shifted her pelvis even more enthusiastically. The car itself moved on its springs and the wheels sank a fraction of an inch into the earth as the hot cousins climaxed their intercourse with a loud throaty groan of satisfaction.
Back at the cabin with no fish the two young people were the subject of a lot of good humored ribbing.
"Imagine, thousands of dollars for an education for these two hopes for the future, and neither one of them can catch a fish. You kids are just lucky you were born in the twentieth century with supermarkets and order-by-phone way of life; if you had come into this world a century earlier, you'd have starved to death!"
Her aunt and uncle and mom laughed heartily at her father's joke, but Kay felt insulted. She bristled for a moment but her eye caught Brad's and their secret communication put the conversation right out of her head.
Later that afternoon, on the drive back to town, she thought about incest. She worried a little but not much because Lucy had told her about something she had done with her cousin and his best friend. It was all a thirteen-year-olds "most passionate moment" and really not much, by grown-up standards, but still it sexual and it was between relatives, so they had considered it terribly naughty and giggled about it a lot.
Today she'd react to Lucy's tale with cool, but when they were thirteen it was the most deliciously forbidden act imaginable.
She also remembered Barbara and her confession that she and her brother Spencer had practiced touching tongues when they were younger. All that had been incestuous, too, if you wanted to look at it that way.
Kay preferred to look at it as adolescent experimentation and nothing more. If you wanted to get technical about incest – to Kay's mind – we were all descended from Adam's and Eve's children who were brothers and sisters, and therefore we had all descended from incestuous relationships. She dismissed incest as a word and nothing more.
The question of sex within the family came up again sooner than she anticipated.
She was babysitting for a girlfriend who had a toddler. The young family lived in an apartment which was substandard by anyone's judgment, but in Kay's middle-class point of view it was poverty. The girl had gotten pregnant in high school and her lover had done the socially acceptable thing married her. Naturally they were divorced within a year, but Kay's friend went on with her life and had a date for this Friday night, baby or no baby.
Kay was delighted to sit with the baby but when Brad called to ask if she wanted to go to a roller derby she felt disappointed that she had committed herself to the babysitting.
"That's okay, Kay," he said, using a phrase he thought was cute, "I'll come by and talk with you. All I really wanted was to see you anyway."
She gave him the address and asked him to be discreet and not show up till after the mother had left for her rendezvous. Brad called the apartment during the climax of an exceptionally dramatic television show.
"Shit," Kay said to herself as she heard the phone ring.
Reluctantly she got up from the comfortable couch and padded in bare feet across the carpeting to the phone.
"Hello."
"Kay? This is Brad. Is the coast clear?"
"Come on over and bring some beer."
He arrived with a cold six-pack.
"I don't know why I bothered to pay extra for cold beer, it would freeze a witch's tit out there. A storm must becoming or something."
"I had to close the windows, it got so cold. Summer's a bust this year."
"Do you want a touch of heat?"
Brad looked at her as if she were crazy. He then smiled and said, "If the kid can stand this temperature I guess I can. I'm on the wrestling team at State U, you know. Okay, Kay?"
He pulled the blinds. They stood across the room from each other and Brad began taking off his shirt without removing his eyes from her. She glued her eyes on him, gulped, and began undoing her dress. They continued to strip without looking at the clothing they were dropping. She could feel her heart beating.
Stark naked, they stared at each other. Impulsively, Kay dashed across the room and jumped into the air, landing with her legs spread apart on either side of his stomach. He caught her ass in powerful wrestling arms as her arms closed around his neck. Their lips led on one another's.
He walked into the bedroom with her naked body in his arms. He set her down. They stepped back from each other, drinking in the sight of each other's nakedness.
Brad stepped forward, turned her body around and hugged her from behind.
He placed his lips fully on her lips and pressed his jaw to master her mouth. She succumbed in sudden worship. Her lips quivered.
Brad put his hands around her waist and flattened them out over her belly. He pulled her backwards slightly and more aggressively pushed his hips to hers.
Brad's lips fell on her neck and his head warmed hers.
"No, please," she managed to say when her mouth was free again. She denied it in the next breath.
Brad dropped to his knees and clutched her around the waist. His cheek pressed against her ass as he rocked her.
Rising again, Brad turned Kay toward him and held her under his body in sinewy arms with dark hairs decorating them.
"Oh, Brad, I've always loved you, I think!" She flung her arms around his neck and hugged him as tightly as she could.
"You're the best-looking man in the whole world!"
Kay looked down at Brad's nude body. She'd felt his cock but could not see it. It was limp. It was long, but it lay over her leg. Her impression was of a fat snake with a big head. The top part looked almost as big as the rest of it.
For a second she thought his penis was growing before her eyes. She blinked. She'd been right. It was growing. As he looked at her and felt her weight on his arm, his limp cock resting across her leg was getting hard and rest on her only at a pivotal point.
She clutched him and nestled her back into the mattress.
Brad mounted her and put his hand on his now-hard prick. When he moved it away from her body she felt its head. She assumed he must be closer and her eyes darted open when she realized he was still so far away from her.
Brad let his mouth fall on her tit and he sucked on it, pumping it hard. His hand slid under its meaty bottom and he ran his fingertips over her delicate flesh.
Again his hand went to his cock. The head built like an observatory. He rubbed it against the dark hairs of her pussy. Kay breathed fast. Brad moved his feet. He dropped his lips onto hers again and began easing his hips forward. He tried to work the head of his cock back and forth. Kay gasped. He didn't stop. He continued to press and suddenly he knew it would slide everywhere.
"Ah!"
Kay dug her nails into his back as she felt his cock advance. She tightened up. He stopped moving. She let out a long held breath and tried to relax. He pulled back with his hips and drew the blood-covered head of his cock out of her delicious pussy.
Brad kept one hand rubbing her arm. He lay down on top of her and nestled his cheek against hers.
He rose to reinsert his still-rampant prick in Kay.
It slid in easily, straining just a bit at the most sensitive point. The wide head parted her soft flesh before it as it blazed a trail. Each fraction of an inch brought her new sensations. She never knew there could be so many new surprises. Her body would surely explode from the reactions of his flesh against hers. She felt it going into her effortlessly. The head of his round cock kept advancing into her belly.
By the time she felt his torso against hers she was afraid to move.
"You're all right," Brad said. "Now move around it."
She tried rolling her hips. They moved. It didn't hurt.
"I can."
"Then do."
He began rolling his hips in the opposite direction. In less than two rotations their bodies were involved in the combat lovers ceaselessly engage in. Triumphantly, Kay and Brad brought their hips to each other, rolled them across each other and swept them back to do it again.
"Fuck me, Brad."
"Fuck me back."
Each did as the other commanded.
Brad thrashed his hips savagely from side to side and brought them very far back, sent them home and pulled back only to streak for home again. He convulsed. His body shook with the earthquake of his climax. He was shooting copiously. Kay felt it flush into her body. She didn't think there were that many more surprises in store for her but this was one. He came in strong spurts. They landed like cannonballs on her inner flesh.
Brad's cock didn't subside but he withdrew it.
After a ten-minute pause, Brad, more eager than ever, quickly filled the gap left between his cousin's legs. His hand slid up her smooth skin and rested once more on her round breast. The naked nipple was much larger now. He wet his lips and sucked the chocolate kiss into his mouth. Kay's hand went into his hair and encouraged his sucking. One of his well formed fingers went into her moist pussy, and he moved it around trying to find her clit. He knew when he did because she jumped a mile.
Brad kept his finger on her bud. Kay gasped for air in short desperate gulps. He rubbed the tender knob back and forth. Her excitement thrilled him. His cock got harder and harder.
Brad gazed appreciatively at the hairs of Kay's pussy curled demurely on her mound of Venus. Her tits stood out proudly, giving her an almost top-heavy profile. His hand moved to her full round breast. He felt its smooth creamy skin and let his long cock grow harder in response to the touch. Kay warmed to his tender touch. The curve of her hips excited him. Without realizing it, her hands drifted to his body. She took his hand and pulled him closer. She was on her back on the mattress with one knee in the air.
She let her hands play with his hair and felt his head roll from side to side as he gummed her hardening breast. She pressed her pussy against his body. She wiggled as she pressed herself against him, the sensation of his cock sliding closer to her cunt made her breathe faster.
Brad braced himself on his knees between her legs, leaned his head forward so his falling hair touched her cheek and reached down with one hand to guide his cock to her gates of pleasure.
It slid in with, ease. His cock-head was out of sight. She moaned in affectionate appreciation for the thrill it gave her. She arched her back and held her thighs as far apart as she could as she pressed herself harder to him. His cock began to glide smoothly in and out of her as he undulated his slender hips. His strokes sank deeper with each advance. He took longer and longer strokes as more of it slithered between her coral pussy lips.
Brad's mouth left her generous breast he was moistening with his eager mouth and began to rain kisses on her chest, shoulders and neck. He let his body lay on her curvaceous torso. Eagerly, he clutched her arms and pulled himself up her lovely young body. He covered her lips with his own while she moved her jaw from side to side.
Kay sucked Brad's tongue into her mouth. He was surprised but pleased as hell. He stiffened the tip of his tongue to trace it around the inside of her mouth. He dragged it along the edges of her teeth. Her fingers danced in his hair. He was holding his cock still, letting it absorb all the heat she was putting out. Not knowing how to tell him she wanted him to move his man-size cock inside her, she brought one leg up over his buttocks and tried to pull him into her.
Kay energetically thrust her pussy up against his strong body. He slowly raised himself up so he could slide his cock down into her from a greater distance. His cock sank into her to the base of its thick shaft. She got the breath fucked out of her.
Brad was terrified he'd hurt her and quickly let his penis slide out.
"I'm so glad you're doing this. You're wonderful."
Kay flung both arms around Brad's shoulders in a burst of passion.
"Put it back into me."
Brad, was more convinced by Kay's smile than by her words that everything was all right. He returned her smile with a kiss.
Again he used his hand to guide his swollen cock back to her moist furry opening. Kay lay back and breathed deeply and with satisfaction, experiencing his strokes, which once more had her body bouncing into the mattress. He added more length to his sturdy strokes.
The hair around the base of his cock met the nest of light brown hair between her thighs. His balls touched her smooth firm ass each time he stroked. He fucked so energetically he pulled his cock back until only the head was out of sight. At the apex he'd ram it into her wet pussy, burying it deep in her thrilled body. Each stroke forced the breath out of her with a guttural cry. To quiet her he put his mouth on hers and fucked her with his tongue too.
Kay was digging into Brad's back with her nails. He was covered with red lines on the shoulder. Brad's hips were not only going up and down, but rolling in a circle as well. He doubled his fucking speed and clutched her tightly in his young arms. Each breath she took was noisier than the last. He felt the cum in his balls boiling like the lava in a volcano.
Brad's hips thrashed mightily. His busy body got rigid but he kept madly driving his hips at her, churning his throbbing cock in her warm wet cunt. Kay kissed his neck over and over as fast as she could. She felt his orgasm escalating.
"I'm coming!"
She held him fast. Brad's semen gushed into her cunt in long heavy spurts. He pumped his ecstatic cock deep into her with driving lunges onto her soft body. She instinctively tried to draw the cum out of him by flexing her pussy. The shots of cum began coming farther apart. His body went limp on top of her.
"It's been a long day, honey, I need a shower."
Kay hopped out of bed and found a terrycloth towel. He put it around his body, scratched his head, and went into the bath. She followed him into the bathroom and took his towel when he handed it over the glass door of the shower. While the steam mushroomed up he asked a few questions, she answered, there were pauses, and finally, he was finished with his shower. She passed him over the door, noticing the dark area of his crotch in contrast to his flesh through the opaque glass door.
He stepped onto the bathmat dripping wet, toweling himself. His legs were attractively strong.
Kay thought she ought to get out of the bathroom so he could dry himself without having to strategically hold the towel. She turned to leave.
"No, stay."
With that he put the towel behind his shoulders and faced his cousin, his body naked.
She didn't want to look. He dried himself and continued talking calmly. Kay stole a glance at his swinging cock. It was soft but quite long. It was quite wide, too. He had been circumcised a long time ago and the mark was very deep. She thought his cock looked a lot like Bill's. Maybe all cocks looked alike. She was ashamed of her thoughts.
He continued talking to her as he wrapped himself in the terrycloth towel she handed him and padded back to the bedroom. She felt much better and trailed him with a light heart.
"Your cousin's very well endowed; there may be something that needs the attention of a doctor."
His matter of fact statement made it less of a personal act and she obeyed. He sat down on the edge of the bed and put both hands on her hips as if she were three years old and he was dressing her.
She looked down.
"Fold your lips back."
She did.
"Yummy!"
He folded his arms tenderly around her and pulled her down on the bed beside him. She rested her head on his shoulder as he hugged her affectionately. He rocked her like a baby. She gratefully hugged him. His chest was broad and hard. She'd always loved putting her arms around him, but never more so than at this moment. He brought one big hand up and held her head against his chest. His other hand softly rubbed her back as they rocked on the bed.
Kay was snuggling her head and her breast against him. When she became aware of it she thought she shouldn't be so forward after two fucks. She started to pull her body away. To her surprise he held her fast. In fact he held her tighter.
His hands were sliding up and down her. When his hand came off her shoulder and began to slide around her breast she tried to pull away again.
He held her from getting up.
Kay wasn't sure any more what was happening. His hands came to her hips. She had her eyes fixed on his calm face. She didn't look at it, but she knew his penis was hard. The material of his robe was sticking out in front. He stood up. The protuberance was irresistible. His hands moved slowly as he undid the sash and pulled open the terrycloth.
Just as calmly Kay looked at his hairy chest, his flat stomach and his muscular arms. The hint of flesh at the sides was attractive. Her eyes settled on his cock. It was massive. Long, hard, blue-veined and helmeted with a weighty crown, it stuck out from his body even farther than she remembered.
He pulled her to the bed. She lay on her back. Slowly his mouth went to hers and he kissed her fully, adding strength to it. She responded as she'd never responded to any kiss before. She sought more of his lips, tugging them with her own. Her hands raced over his sides and shoulders. His arm came under her body and pulled her full breasts to him, pressing them against his chest by pulling her torso up off the bed.
He played with her tits. He kissed each nipple and all around them. He pressed his lips to the area between them and pushed them together with his palms. He licked her stomach and shoulders and neck. He exhaled in her ear.
Her nipples got bigger and harder. He puckered his full lips around them and sucked on them with just the right amount of pressure. She ran her fingers through his hair.
She was unaware that she had brought her knees up, and that she was anticipating his next move by moving them open. He let his body fall between her legs.
When he was ready to fuck her he took some saliva from his tongue and smeared it over the head of his swollen cock. Easily, he put it to the lips of her pussy. Carefully, he let the head slide between her labias. She accommodated it. He drove it a little bit forward and could feel her inner lips encouraging it by tightening, pulling and releasing only to tighten again, pull and release it. He moved into her faster. Kay easily brought his huge cock into her pussy.
"Show me what you can do."
"Yes!"
She felt so good she tried to do everything at once. She tightened and released her coral cunt-flesh. She ground her hips the way she'd been taught at belly dancers' school.
He was amazed at her skill. He drove his cock deeper. She revolved her body around it, making it feel more sensational with each movement. She kissed him passionately on the mouth and face. She clutched at him and banged her hips against him.
Kay grunted through clenched teeth.
"Fuck me, fuck me harder. Oh!"
She was greedy. She thrashed and tugged at him. He flung his hips, driving his enlarged penis between the soft flesh of her tight pussy, sliding it deep into her warm body.
"Fuck me, damn it! Fuck, you stud horse, fuck me!"
"That's it, honey! Twitch. Twist and hump and take – take – take your daddy's cum right now! Like that?"
He reared up like a stallion and drove his cock in her with all his might. He held it at the deepest point. His mighty force pinned her to the bed although she squirmed under the spike as hard as she could.
In maddening spasms of lust she doubled up her fists and unconsciously beat at his buttocks, trying to drive his cock even deeper into her. Her cunt was no longer hot, it was smoldering. It was on fire and the pressure was mounting. She stopped beating on his ass because she didn't know what was happening inside her. Her month came open. She didn't dare breathe. Her cunt was out of her control.
"Oh!" She gasped. She didn't know she was saying it.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" Her whole body shook. She knew she was coming. She was in ecstasy! She was in love!
Their bodies relaxed and he lowered himself onto her gently. As they lay in each other's arms their breathing returned to normal.
With her loving cousin beside her, Kay felt totally comfortable. It was a long way from her first sexual experience with Davey. That seemed to have happened to a different girl.
Kay's mind drifted over the events of the past few days, the whirlwind of excitement and adventure she'd been through. It didn't seem real to her that she'd actually gone straight from being a virgin to an incestuous relationship. She had learned fast! Good or bad, she was experienced now. She might become a respectable middle-class wife with a home and a stove and a garden who haunted the supermarket to shop for bargains. But she had paid her dues, by God!