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Subject: {ASSM} "My Cousin Michael" (mf, cons, teen, oral)
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"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 event is coincidental. If you are a minor you should leave this
newsgroup immediately. And if you are offended by this kind of material
then.....why the hell are you here?

I wrote this story. You may save a copy of it if you like. Please don't
change it or sell it or pass it off as your own work. Nice comments are
welcome. Thank you and enjoy.



				"My Cousin Michael"

			Copyright (C) 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.

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