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Subject: {ASSM} Flashback: Cousins, Pt. 8 of 8 by Mistress Diana (MF, MMFF, cousins, drug use)
Date: Sun, 26 May 2002 03:10:02 -0400
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This is the final part of Cousins.  Thanks to everyone for the encouraging 
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The following is a work of fiction.  If you are offended by the sexual
situations referenced in this story, it's time to go elsewhere.

Copyright 2002, Mistress Diana

Flashback: Cousins, Part 8 of 8

July 2000: Los Angeles

We never hooked up the next day.  Something came up at work I couldn't get 
out of.  I really did want to see him.  Thinking about being with him had 
made me horny and restless and I wanted to see him very badly.  Naturally, 
he was bitterly disappointed, but he made me promise to get together with 
him soon.

Jake returned to Oakland in a bad mood and we didn't get away for the 
weekend.  I found myself retreating from him more and more.  I was able to 
fill the gap by talking to Robert on the Internet.  He was concerned for me 
due to Jake's slumping business and bad moods.  I told him I would be ok 
that we would weather this storm, but deep down I wasn't sure.

Sometimes we didn't talk about things like that and when Jake wasn't around, 
Robert would call me and whisper dirty things to me.  A few times he would 
have me moaning and writhing on the bed with my fingers deep in my aching 
pussy.  I needed him so bad as Jake and I weren't having sex that much.  And 
when we did, it was more a release for him than me.

The sexual tension built between Robert and I in a few short weeks.  
Finally, I needed to go see him.  It was unbearable.

I told Jake I was going to LA to visit friends for the weekend.  I could 
have told him I was fucking Robert all weekend and I doubt he would have 
cared.  He was that distracted.  Robert, on the other hand, was dying to see 
me.  He promised me a wild weekend not unlike the old days in LA.  I laughed 
and told him I was an old married woman but he wasn't having any of it.  So 
I packed my bags and, feeling very nervous, flew down to LA.

He was waiting for me at the gate with a bouquet of roses.  I was very 
touched and a few tears sprung to my eyes.  He always had that romantic 
touch in him when he wanted me to see it.  I hugged him and whispered to him 
how happy I was to be here.

We drove through the hot, steamy streets of the city to the Four Seasons.  I 
laughed a little as I remembered a time at a different Four Seasons.  My 
body felt tense, though.  This was the first time I had been unfaithful to 
Jake in our marriage.  Although I still loved him, I wondered how much 
longer we could stay together.  Robert pulled up in front of the hotel and 
we got out of the car.  I pushed the thoughts of Jake aside and got ready 
for a weekend filled with endless possibilities.

Everything was so glamorous and expensive.  Robert was enjoying all it.  He 
just looked so happy having me there with him and it showed.  I cursed our 
family ties again for making us having to act this way.  I know in my heart 
had he not been related to me, we would have been married and living a great 
life.

"Beth, you look so far away," he said, grasping my hand.

We were riding up in the elevator.

"Sorry, just thinking how strange it all is."

"It certainly is, but it's also very sexy.  And so are you."

He kissed my cheek and I blushed.  I wore a sexy summer dress for him.  I 
was entirely in white, but there was nothing virginal about it.  Underneath 
the low-cut, thin strapped dress were a white satin bra, sheer white panties 
and white thigh-highs.  I began to favor those over garters.  My hair was 
much shorter now and cut in a bob.

At last we got to the room and went in.  It was huge and very luxurious.  I 
looked at him and smiled.

"Not bad for a college professor, eh?" he said as he put our bags down.

"Not bad at all!"

He sat down a chair and unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of his shirt.

"Ok, my pretty little one, how about shedding some of those clothes for me.  
I can't think of anything but fucking you right now."

I giggled and stood in front of him.

"Like a strip tease?" I asked.

"Like a strip tease."  He smiled mischievously as usual.

I took a deep breath and reached back behind me and began to slide the 
zipper down.  As I did that, I thrust out my breasts for him.  He leered at 
me and licked his lips.  Once I got the zipper down, I pushed the straps of 
my dress off my shoulders and let the dress fall to the floor.  I stepped 
out of it and moved slightly closer to him.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking sexy," he breathed.  "You haven't changed a 
bit."

I said nothing and began to rub my breasts through my bra.  I could see the 
bulge forming in his pants.  I turned around and wiggled my ass at him and 
moved my hands around my asscheeks.  This time he just groaned.

When I had turned around to face him again, my panties were off and my mound 
was exposed to him.  He licked his lips and began to rub his cock through 
the material of his pants.  I kept going and unhooked my bra.  When it fell 
to the floor I moved so that my legs were touching his legs.  I stood before 
him and looked down.

"I can't wait any longer," I said in a husky voice.

He unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out.  It was rock hard and ready 
for me.

"Then come over here and sit on this," he said.

I moved to him and straddled his cock.  I was certainly wet enough for him 
then.  I think I began to get wet as soon as I got on the plane.  His cock 
slid into me easily and we both shuddered from the sensation.  It had been 
too fucking long since we had done this.  Immediately his hands went to my 
breasts.  At first he gently cupped them and weighed them in his hands.  He 
murmured how wonderful they looked.  I pushed them into his hands and began 
to beg him for what I wanted.

He knew it too.  My hard nubs were squeezed between the thumb and forefinger 
of each hand.  I moaned and threw my head back.  Our bodies were joined but 
we did not move - yet.  I was just happy to be filled by his delicious cock.

"Harder," I said to him.

He squeezed harder.  I cried out, but I wanted more.

"Bite them."

He released his hands and leaned into to bite my nipples.  When he did, I 
shuddered all over and my pussy contracted around his cock.

"Mmmmm...I can feel you squeezing me," he said.

"Bite me again, please."

He sucked one nipple into his mouth very hard and his teeth sunk into my 
flesh.  I shivered and moaned and begged him to do it to the other.  He 
moved his head and then the other nipple was bitten.  It was then that I 
began to move on his cock.  He had me so wound up, I wondered how long I 
would be able to hold out.

His hands went around to my ass and began to squeeze as he thrust his cock 
deep into my aching cunt.

"Oh fuck, you feel so good, Beth.  It's been so long..."

I answered him with a long moan and started to ride him a little harder.  
His mouth went back to sucking my nipples and shockwaves went through my 
body and again and again.  My hands were on his shoulders and my head was 
back.  I concentrated all of my efforts on his cock and each time he thrust 
into me, I got that much closer to cumming.

"Ohhhh...fuck me, Robert...fuck me hard, I have to cum."

He thrusts increased in pace and I was riding his cock hard.  My breasts 
bounced in his face and I started to feel that feeling.

"Oh yes, I'm gonna cum!" I yelled, not caring where I was.

"Cum, baby.  Flood my cock," he growled.

That was it - I went screaming over the edge and came in a long howl.  I 
rode him hard and wanted him to cum as well.   It didn't take much for him.  
The sight of me screaming and panting caused him to release his load deep 
into my pussy.  We held each other and rocked hard, moaning and sweating and 
cumming for an eternity.

Then he pulled me close to him and hugged me so tight, my breasts were 
crushed by his body.  I could feel my cum leak out and drip onto his balls.

"Beth, oh god, how I've waited for this moment.  I wondered if it would ever 
happen."

I kissed the top of his head and let my body calm down.  His cock was still 
deep inside of me and I wasn't ready to release him yet.  He buried his face 
between my breasts and we spent a long time just holding each other.

When I felt his cock softening, I slipped off him and knelt between his 
legs.  I wanted to lick the cum off him and I could tell he wanted me to.  
When I grasped his cock with my hand I saw my wedding and engagement rings.  
There they were on my hand which was holding a cock that did not belong to 
my husband.  The reality hit home.

"Fuck...what am I doing?" I cried and threw myself on the bed.

He was at my side in an instant.  I felt his hands stroke my hair but I 
couldn't look at him.

"It's a lie - all of it," I moaned.

"What is?"

"My fucking marriage!"

He sighed and lay next to me on the bed.

"Beth, you did what you had to do.  Just like I married Pamela.  I did it so 
I could try to forget about us."

"It didn't work, did it?"

"No, it didn't.  For a while it did, but like I told you - I never stopped 
thinking about us."

I rolled over on my back and grasped his hand.  Tears were on my cheeks.

"Did it hurt you to betray her?" I asked.

"Yes, it did.  I kept telling myself that I wouldn't get together with you 
anymore, that I'd just lead a normal, but rather dull life.  But it didn't 
work out that way.  I kept finding new ways to be with you.  Eventually our 
marriage just dissolved."

"She never found out who you were having an affair with, did she?"

"No, thank god.  After I saw you at Christmas I knew it was the last time we 
could be together.  Eventually Pamela was satisfied, but I never really 
recovered.  I lost interest in a lot of things - especially her."

"And I got married," I said quietly.  "That was my way out."

"Yup.  I know exactly how you feel right now, my love."

He squeezed my hand harder.

"What am I going to do?" I asked.

"Nothing."

"Huh?"

"Nothing.  You're not going to call up Jake and tell him you're fucking your 
cousin.  You're not going to divorce him.  In fact, you're not going to 
think about it anymore.  Enjoy this weekend with me, cuz."

I wiped the tears from my cheeks and smiled at him.  God, how I loved him.  
He rolled over and kissed me tenderly.

"Beth, this is your weekend.  We can do whatever you want."

"Anything?"

He laughed.

"Yes.  We can stay in this room all weekend and fuck.  We can go out 
dancing.  I don't care.  I just want to be with you and enjoy this short 
time together."

I looked at the clock - it was Friday afternoon.  We had two days and two 
nights to be together.  I was determined to make the most of them.  But 
tonight I wanted to take it a little slow with him.  I wanted to enjoy just 
being with him without running around and acting crazy like we used to do.  
I told him and he couldn't agree with me more.

We ordered up a feast from room service and gorged on fine cuisine and 
champagne.  We smoked pot and hung out in the room.  We made love leisurely. 
  We snuggled in bed and fell asleep with the TV on.  It was heaven, but it 
wasn't over yet.


Robert was restless the next day.  Although he didn't complain about staying 
in the night before, I could tell he wanted to get a little wild.

"How wild?" I asked, laughing.

"As far as you are willing to take it.  Do you know your limits?"

"Limits?  I have no idea...I've been married..."

"Are you willing to find out?"

He looked at me seriously and I felt a curious rush of pleasure go through 
my body.  I felt that at that moment everything we had done in the past was 
nothing compared to what he wanted to do.  Or what I was willing to do.

"I want to try...with you," I said in a small voice.

"I'll be with you every step of the way, my love," as he kissed me.  "Just 
trust me, ok?"

"I will."


The first thing I needed to do that day was go shopping.  Robert wasn't 
satisfied with the clothes I brought with me.  I had thought they were sexy 
and a little daring, but he said they were way too conservative.  He said I 
needed to be a little more daring.  So he sent me on my way to find 
something while he made plans for the evening and worked out at the hotel 
gym.

So off I went to Hollywood as I felt the `daring' clothes could be had 
there.  It did take me a while, but I found an outfit that I thought he 
would like and I would like wearing.  He still wasn't back when I returned 
so I took a long, leisurely bath and decided to shave my pussy.  I didn't 
always do it, but I had a feeling he would appreciate it.  The whole time I 
was preparing for the evening, I kept getting these waves of excitement 
washing over me.  The only time I thought about Jake was when I removed my 
rings and put them into the safe.

When it was time to dress for our adventures, Robert had me lay out what I 
was to wear and stand in front of him nude.

"I have something special planned for us tonight.  I think you'll like it 
given our past experiences," he chuckled.  "However, anytime you want to 
stop, you just tell me."

I wondered what it could be, but I just had to wait.

"Now come over here and sit in my lap," he said.

I slid into his lap and he began to kiss my neck.  I shut my eyes as his 
hands roamed all over my body until at last they began to squeeze my 
breasts.  How they always ached for his touch.  His fingers began to pinch 
my nipples very hard and when he finally lowered his head take one in his 
mouth I cried out softly.

He sucked and bit them until they throbbed.  I wanted him to fuck me then 
and give me the release I so desperately needed, but he stopped.  I pleaded 
with my eyes for him to continue but he shook his head.

"As much as I want to, I'm not.  Now get dressed."

I stood up and felt how wet my pussy was.  When I went to reach for some 
tissue, he wouldn't let me.  My face got red as I realized what kind of 
night this might be.  I started to dress and he told me how.

I slid on some stockings and a garter belt but I wasn't allowed panties.  
Over that was a very soft suede mini skirt that just barely went below the 
line of my stockings.  I had a nice satin strapless bra to use, but he 
wouldn't let me.  At this I complained a little, still a bit shy about going 
braless and I reminded him I wasn't 20 anymore.

"I don't care, they look great to me, so show them off," he said.

I sighed and pulled on the lace wrap cross over top I bought.  It was beige 
like my skirt and barely covered my breasts.  My stiff nipples poked against 
the material and I realized why he spent so much time on them - he wanted 
them to be stiff and prominent all night.

I finished up with some thin strapped sandals and I few items of jewelry.  
He sat there and admired me.  At last we were ready to go.

He came over to me and embraced me.

"Remember, I love you and we're just going to have a little fun, ok?  I 
would never let anything happen to you."

I nodded and kissed him tenderly.  "I trust you."


First stop was dinner at yet another trendy restaurant in Beverly Hills.  We 
entered the lobby and I found that Robert had reservations for us.  We were 
also going to be joined by another person..

A good-looking blond man approached Robert and shook his hand warmly.  He 
was a little taller than Robert and looked to be around 4 or 5 years 
younger.  His hair was long and pulled back into a ponytail.  He was dressed 
casually like Robert and his body was lean and hard.  The two of them could 
almost pass for brothers-

I gasped.

"Brett?"

He turned and looked at me and smiled.

"How are you cousin?" he asked.

I shot a look at Robert and his face told me that everything was ok.

"I-I'm fine.  I didn't recognize you at first."

He laughed.  "Yeah, it's been a while."

"Well, let's get our table and catch up," suggested Robert as he took my 
hand.

We were escorted to a cozy booth in the corner.  As I walked, the soft suede 
of my skirt rubbed against my bare ass sending little shivers up and down my 
spine.  My nipples were hard again and I tried to avoid the stares of the 
other patrons and my tits jiggled with each step.

I wondered who Robert knew in order to get this little hide-away.  We slid 
in and I sat in the middle flanked by each brother.  My stomach was 
fluttering as I was so nervous.  I hadn't talked to Brett much since that 
long ago night in Pennsylvania.  I had always worried about our `secret'.

When the waiter came, I ordered a martini.  I needed something strong.  
Robert and Brett ordered beers and we sat back and chatted.

"So, are you living in LA?" I asked Brett.

"Yeah, I moved out here about 5 years ago.  I went through a shitty divorce 
and needed a change of scenery."

"Oh, I'm sorry.  I guess I lost track," I admitted.

He looked at me and grinned.  "I haven't lost track of you.  My brother 
keeps me up to date."

I laughed nervously and Robert squeezed my hand.

"So what do you do out here?" I asked.

Both the brothers laughed.

"What?" I asked, looking back and forth at them.

"Brett produces porn movies.  He owns a company."

I looked at Brett wide-eyed.  "You're kidding, right?"

"Nope."

Our drinks came and I took a big gulp of mine and set the glass down.

"What about Princeton and your promising career?" I asked him.

"I used it to build up my fortune.  Plus, trust funds help."

All three of us had benefited greatly by trust funds and there was no need 
to explain any further.

"It's something I always wanted to dabble in," he admitted.  "After my 
divorce I decided to just do it and have some fun."

I hadn't watched much pornography in my life, but the whole thing seemed a 
bit sleazy to me.  However, I didn't tell him that.  I guess if it made him 
happy, then he was entitled to it.

"No one in the family knows," added Robert.  "We just say he produces 
independent arty movies that no one ever sees."

They both laughed.

"So here we are, the three black sheep with our own little secrets to hide," 
Brett said as turned to look at me.  He raised his beer and said: "Cheers."

The first martini went down too quickly so I had another.  We ordered dinner 
and I listened mostly as the brothers talked about different things.  I 
started to loosen up a bit and got a little more comfortable with my what I 
was wearing and who was sitting next to me.  Both brothers had moved a 
little closer to me in the booth.

When the food came, they attacked it, but I barely ate mine.  I was still 
wondering what else Robert was going to surprise me with.  I didn't wait 
long as I felt Brett's hand on my thigh.  His hand was under the table and 
gliding up my sheer stockings to my hemline.  He did this as he was talking 
to Robert.  Robert knew what was going on and then his hand was on my other 
thigh.  The color rose to my face as I sipped my third martini.

So as they carried on a conversation, their hands were moving up my legs.  
They both slipped under my skirt at the same time and Robert whispered to me 
to open up for them.  I moved my legs apart and I felt their hands move to 
my inner thigh.  I tried to focus on the conversation, but I couldn't manage 
much.  They, on the other hand, were acting like nothing was happening.

I looked around nervously at the other patrons, but everyone was so 
engrossed in their own meals and conversations, that no one noticed.

Robert's fingers reached my slit first, followed by his brother's.  I choked 
back a moan as they gently teased my lips apart.  I was still very wet from 
earlier and Brett let out a grunt of surprise when he felt my juices.  I 
couldn't see their faces as my gaze was vaguely focused down at my half 
eaten meal.

They both began to push their fingers into my wet snatch and wiggle them 
around.  I bit my lip and balled my hands into fists.  It felt so fucking 
good and so dangerous at the same time.  My nipples were impossibly hard and 
pushing against the material of my top.  Robert noticed and gave one a 
tweak.  Again I choked back a moan and couldn't believe what they were doing 
to me in this public place.

And still they talked, but their voices were lower and Brett was telling 
Robert about some of the movies he had produced.  It was definitely a turn 
on, but I couldn't say a word.

I even opened my legs some more and Robert whispered how much of a slut I 
was.  Those words drove me crazy as their fingers went to work.  Brett was 
fucking me with two fingers as Robert's were working on my clit.  Sweat was 
beginning to form on my forehead and my face was no doubt bright red.  I had 
a spoon in my hand and I clenched it tightly.  I was almost there and they 
knew it.  Their fingers went faster and harder.  My body was on fire and my 
nipples felt like they were going to burn a hole in my top.

"Oh god," I said in a tiny voice.  "I'm going to cum..."

And then the orgasm washed over me.  I closed my eyes and bit my hand so I 
wouldn't cry out.  Their fingers kept rubbing me and I shuddered but I 
didn't make another sound.  It was incredible.

They both withdrew their fingers and I lay back against the seat and let out 
a big sigh.

"Um, thank you," I said.

Brett laughed loudly and a few heads turned to look at us.  I immediately 
lowered my head and smoothed my skirt out.

"I need to use the ladies," I said.

Brett stood up to let me out and followed me down the corridor.  All the 
bathrooms were single rooms.  I realized he wanted to join me.  How could I 
deny him?  We slipped into the room and he unzipped his fly.

"Get on your knees and suck me," he commanded.

I looked at his semi-hard cock and did what he asked.  I was slipping into 
my old ways and I loved it.  My hand guided him to my mouth and I began to 
suck his cock in earnest.  I knew I had to be fast and I didn't think it 
would take him long anyways.  He had been leering at me all through dinner.

I grasped him and let my mouth close over his head.  My lips moved down 
along his shaft and I sucked hard.  He moaned and thrust his hips out.

"I always hoped I would feel your lips around me again, cousin," he groaned.

I continued to suck him and his hands went to my hair and grabbed a handful.

"Move your hands away," he gasped.

I did and he began to fuck my mouth in short little strokes.  My hands 
grabbed his thighs for support as he began to use my mouth like a cunt and 
fuck it.  His moans were strained and he was lost.  My mouth was going numb 
from the assault.

"Oh yeah...I'm gonna cum...here it comes..."

He stopped thrusting and I felt his cum shoot out and flood my mouth.  My 
throat responded and swallowed it down.  He moaned and whimpered as he shot 
his load.  I held on to him and let him finish off.  When he withdrew, some 
it dribbled down onto my chin.  He leaned against the wall.

"Oh fuck, that was good," he said, panting.

I said nothing and stood up to wash the cum from my face.  When he felt 
recovered, he zipped up, gave me a kiss and went back to the table.

I sat on the toilet for a while and tried to calm myself down.  For so long 
my wantonness had been pushed away and I was the dutiful and good wife to 
Jake.  I tried to deny those desires were ever there, but they were.  And 
tonight with these two brothers, both my first cousins, they were out again. 
  I felt powerless to control how I felt anymore.  Instead I was determined 
to just go along with it.

Feeling refreshed, I returned to the table.  They were both standing up and 
were ready to go.  The bill was taken care of and we left the restaurant and 
climbed into Brett's car.  I sat up front with him and Robert was in the 
back.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"My house in the Hills," answered Brett.  "You'll like it up there."

And so we drove out of the city and into a rich residential area.  The road 
rose and wound by manicured estates - many hidden from view.  It was 
beautiful and exotic as the sun finally set and washed the landscape with a 
deep red.

We pulled up to a gate and it opened and we drove down a long driveway.  At 
the end was a huge ranch.  I was impressed.  We entered the house through 
the garage and again I was very impressed by the d cor and layout of the 
house.  I told Brett and he smiled and bowed.

"At your service, milady.  Anything you need - just ask."

"How about a drink?"

"Of course."

He led us to a cozy living room with a bar and big couch.  Robert and I sat 
down next to each other and got comfortable.  Brett made us drinks and 
handed them to us.  He put some music on and we settled in and I wondered 
what was next.

What was next was a tall, stunning woman with long dark hair and a very 
prominent bust line.  She walked into the room and kissed Brett.

"This is my girlfriend, Leila," he said, introducing her.  "This is my 
brother Robert and his friend Beth."

I was relieved when he said `friend' instead of `cousin.'

"Nice to meet you both," she said graciously.

Brett handed her a drink and she sat next to him on the opposite couch.  We 
started to converse again and I relaxed once more.

I started to gather from the conversations that Leila used to be a porn 
star, but after she started seeing Brett, she tapered off and preferred to 
help him produce the movies.  She was gorgeous and I noticed Robert kept 
staring at her.  No doubt he had seen her in something before.  I didn't say 
a lot and was happy to just listen.  I didn't want to give out too much 
information.

We all got a bit drunk as the evening wore on.  Then Brett got out a mirror 
and some coke.  It had been a while since I had indulged, but thought it 
would be fun.  The alcohol was making me a little sleepy.

Soon we were all feeling a rush and laughing.  I felt Robert's hands all 
over me and I noticed Leila kept looking at me.  I felt a blush rush to my 
face and snuggled against Robert.  I knew my nipples were really hard again 
and maybe that was why she was looking at me.  A vague idea went through my 
mind that maybe we were all going to get together later.

I was right, but I didn't know how intense it was going to be.

"Ok, shall we have some fun?" asked Brett standing up.

"Yeah, let's do it," said Robert.

"Are you ready, Beth?" he asked me as we stood up.

"Yeah, I guess."  I wasn't sure what he was getting at.

Brett led us through the house and down some stairs.  We entered a room and 
snapped on the lights.  There was no doubt what this room was used for.  A 
large platform bed dominated the room.  There were mirrors on some of the 
walls.  It was a fairly bright room and I saw the video camera.

I looked at Robert nervously.

"Beth, don't worry," said Brett casually as set our drinks down on a table.  
"This is for my private collection."

Robert put his arm around my waist and whispered to me.  "You're testing 
limits, remember?"

"Yes, but..."

"Come on, you'll like it.  We'll all like it."

"If this ever gets out-"

"It won't, trust me.  Brett does this stuff all the time.  He's very 
discreet otherwise I wouldn't have agreed to it."

I looked into his eyes.  My body was tingling from the coke and the 
excitement of what was to happen.  My mind was fighting it, though, but I 
finally gave in to my baser desires.

"Ok," I said kissing him.

"Alright, looks like we're settled then," laughed Brett.  "We'll start out 
slow and see what happens."

He told Leila to get the camera together and he sat down and told me to sit 
on the edge of the bed.

"Just do what comes natural, we're not working off a script."

We all laughed and I sat down and crossed my legs.  Leila turned on the 
camera and so it began.

Music was playing in the background.  I had no idea who it was as I had lost 
touch with what was popular.  It wasn't bad, though.  Robert came over to 
stand in front of me and I knew what he wanted me to do.  I reached up to 
unzip his pants and pull his cock out.  I pushed it into my mouth and began 
to suck his swollen head.  Concentrating on only that, I pushed the thoughts 
of Brett and Leila watching and filming us out of my mind and began to 
pleasure him.

His hand went to my breast and squeezed it through my top and he got hard 
very quickly.  My nipples rose to full hardness and I moaned against his 
cock.  He began to thrust it in and out of my mouth.  When I reached for his 
balls, he pulled away.

"Lie back," he whispered.

I lay back on the bed.  He grabbed my legs and pulled me so that my ass was 
right at the edge.  He pushed my legs open and brought his face close to my 
pussy.  Leila moved closer to us for a better shot and I shut my eyes and 
felt his breath on my bare mound.

The coke was extremely good and my body was sensitive to every touch, every 
sensation in the room.  I felt the warm lights bathing my body.  I heard 
music swirling around us.  And I felt Robert's hands on my thighs and then 
his tongue touched my swollen lips.  I jumped a little and he laughed.

"Relax, my sweet," he said.

His hands pushed my legs apart even more and my skirt was now up around my 
waist.  Everyone could see my drooling pussy.  I heard Brett remark on it 
just before Robert's tongue pushed into my gaping hole.

"Oh fuck..." I wailed.

It felt so good.  His tongue was swirling around my clit and teasing my lips 
apart until I was completely open to him.  I lay there, legs spread and arms 
out to my sides and let him lick the nectar that was running so freely now.  
My pussy contracted a few times, wanting to feel something thicker.  He 
pushed two fingers in and that was to satisfy me for the time being.

Suddenly I felt another presence near me and I opened my eyes to see Brett 
next to me.  He was still clothed like the rest of us and he leaned over to 
kiss me hard on the mouth.  I let him do that, but kept my arms to the 
sides.  I liked heo feeling of being in complete surrender to these brothers 
- these cousins of mine.

He broke the kiss and began to untie my top.  I shuddered as he moved the 
material aside to expose my breasts.  He brought one hand to cup and weigh 
my heaving tit and I moaned softly.  His thumb flicked one hard nipple and I 
cried out.  Robert heard me and began to suck my clit into his mouth.

And the ever-diligent Leila filmed it all.

Once again I was transported back to that night in Pennsylvania when I 
experienced sex for the first time with two men.  How young we were then, 
but this time around we were a lot more experienced.  Both of them knew how 
to please me in many, many ways.  Soon I was squirming and thrashing on the 
bed.  Brett's mouth and hands were teasing my breasts and Robert was between 
my legs.  Finally, my arms moved to cradle Brett's head as he sucked at my 
breasts.

"Mmmmm...yes, suck me...both of you.  Suck me!"  I began to thrash harder and 
cry out.

They never stop licking and biting and caressing and my body exploded into 
my second orgasm of the evening.  They let me go on and on, never stopping 
until I did.

When Robert's face pulled away from my pussy, it was slick with my cum.  He 
sat up and smiled and wiped it off with his fingers.  He sucked from the 
tips.

"That was great, Beth," he said as I lay there trying to catch my breath.

I smiled weakly and slowly sat up.  Brett handed me a drink and I gulped 
down half of it.  I stood up and removed the rest of my clothes and slumped 
into an overstuffed chair.  There was no need to be dressed anymore.

"Ok, who's next?" Brett asked.

Robert stood there stroking his cock.  His pants were off, but his shirt was 
still on.  Leila handed the camera to Brett and walked over to him and got 
on her knees.  My eyes went wide as she took his cock in her mouth and began 
to lightly lick his head.  I felt a little funny watching this, but there 
was nothing I could do about it.

Brett was holding the camera now and filming them.  She was still fully 
clothed at this point but her breasts were swaying obscenely as she sucked 
Robert's cock.  His eyes were shut and he was groaning.  He was enjoying it 
and I was getting a little jealous.  I decided to insert myself into the 
situation.

I went over to them and stood very close to Robert and began to kiss him.  
One arm went around me, pulling me tight to him and our tongues began to 
duel.  His other hand was on Leila's head as she sucked him.  All I could 
hear was the slurping sounds of a blowjob in progress.  I pushed my tongue 
deeper into his mouth and he slid his teeth across it.  I moaned softly and 
his hand slid down my back to my smooth ass where he squeezed it roughly.

Leila must have been really getting to him as he broke the kiss to groan.

"Oh yeah, suck me, bitch," he moaned.

Again, I was slightly jealous as I thought he only talked like that to me.  
I brushed it aside and began to suck on his neck.  His grip got tighter on 
my ass and he turned his head to whisper to me and only me.

"Fuck, this is hot, love.  You enjoying it?" he asked.

"Yes," I breathed.

"You know I love you and only you."

"Yessss."

"So tonight we'll have some fun.  I want to fuck you and watched you be 
fucked.  I want to see you scream in pleasure."

"Mmmmm," was all I could say in reply.

"I...oh, fuck...I'm gonna cum, my love.  Hold me."

I held him tight as his body shuddered and he came.

"Oh fuck yes!" he cried out as he exploded into Leila's mouth.

Only then did I look down and see her.  Her bright red lips were clasped 
tightly around his shaft as she drank down his cum.  Her hand had been 
squeezing his balls and her eyes were shut.  When he pulled out of her mouth 
she licked the cum from the tip of his cock.

I held onto my man and kissed him deeply as he hugged me back.

"Wow," said Brett from the other side of the room.

We all laughed and looked at him.  He had put the camera down and was 
undressing before us.  My eyes took in his lean body and I licked my lips.  
I thought he looked much better now than he did at 19.

"Ok, brother, can you handle this camera?" he asked when he was naked.

"Of course."

They did the hand off and Brett lay down on the bed.  His cock was erect and 
laying on his stomach.

"Why don't you two girls come over and join me," he said as he stroked 
himself.

"I was gonna rest myself," I said.

"Oh no, no, Beth...you're the star of this flick!" he said, laughing.

I tried to protest but then Leila came over to me and took my hands in hers.

"Please Beth.  You're so beautiful - I want to share you with him."

Her touch was so warm and my body tingled all over.

"Go ahead, Beth," said Robert softly.

I let Leila lead me over to the bed and I lay there next to Brett.  He 
turned over to kiss me and caress my arms.  Leila had begun to undress and 
when she was done, she lay on the other side of me.  I turned to look at 
her.  She was breathtaking.  Her body was very slim except for her large 
breasts that wobbled on her chest.

She pushed her long hair away from her face and brought it close to mine.

"May I kiss you?" she asked.

I swallowed hard and thought of yet another scene.  Again it was in Boston 
and I was about to be with a woman for the first time.  It had also been the 
last time since I never had the opportunity again.  Now it presented itself 
again and I was ready.

"Yes," I said softly.

She smiled and leaned into me.  Our lips met with such softness that I 
sighed into her mouth.  Her arms went around me and held me close as our 
bodies got closer.  Her full, ripe breasts pressed against mine and I 
stroked her long hair.  Brett moved behind me in a spoon position and I 
could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass.  His hands stroked my 
hair, my back and my sides.

Our kisses increased in intensity as we warmed to each other.  I could still 
taste Robert's cum in her mouth and that turned me on very much.  My hands 
got bolder and reached between us to caress her breast.  It was very firm as 
I squeezed a little.  She did the same to me.

Brett began to reach between my legs to rub my aching pussy.  I raised my 
left leg so he could get access.  I was still very wet and he told me so.

"I want to fuck that wet cunt of yours," he whispered.

I broke my kiss with Leila.

"Yes...oh yessssss," I moaned.  I wanted a cock in me so very badly.

He moved behind me and I felt brush his cockhead against my lips.

"Push it in, please," I said, softly whimpering.

With a slight movement he pushed his cock into me and I gasped.  Leila moved 
up a little higher and pushed her breast to my mouth.  I eagerly took it in 
and began to suck on her large brown nipples.  She groaned and thrust her 
pelvis against me.  Since she was taller than me, her mound and mine 
touched.

The three of us were connected and I was in heaven.  They both were expertly 
fucking and touching and caressing me until I started to feel a little lost. 
  My cunt was filled completely with Brett's cock.  My clit was rubbing 
against Leila's and my mouth was all over her luscious tits.  Our moans 
filled the air and I almost forgot about Robert and the camera.

Leila reached her arm around me to hold onto Brett.  His body was sweating 
as he thrust against me.  We were all holding to each other tightly and we 
moved as one.  It was one of the most erotic scenes I had ever participated 
in.  It began to feel way more intimate than just fucking.  These two people 
were giving me some of the most intense pleasure I had ever known.

Leila's movements reached a new frenzy and her breasts were all over my face 
as I tried to keep up with it.  I heard her grunting and moaning as her 
pussy rubbed against mine.  I could also feel her fingers down there helping 
out.  We were both getting very close now.  I held onto her and urged her to 
cum.  For some reason it was very important to me to hold her and feel her 
cum.

"Mmmm...yes, I'm so fucking close," she said through her tightly clenched jaw. 
  "Suck my tits harder, Beth, make me cum!"

And I did.  I sucked her hard just like I liked to be sucked.  Then her back 
arched and she screaming out that, at last, she was cumming.  Brett was 
still pounding me from behind and when he heard his girlfriend in the throes 
of ecstasy he exploded deep within my cunt.  It was all too much for me and 
I came in long shuddering gasps.  I was dimly aware of Robert's moans from 
the other side of the room as my body was wracked by yet another incredible 
orgasm.

Time stopped for a moment as we all were experiencing the incredible rush of 
cumming.  Coke was still present in our systems and it only added to the 
high.  Leila moved away from me and the cool air of the room touched my 
sopping pussy.  Brett pulled out with a groan and I was aware of the amount 
of cum that was on me.  It was all over my mound, my thighs and in the crack 
of my ass.  The sheet beneath me was soaked.

I sat up with a groan and a little shiver.  Leila brought over a warm robe 
and I eased into it.  Exhausted, I slumped down on the couch where Robert 
joined me.  He hugged me and kissed my neck.

"God, that was so hot," he whispered in my ear as he nuzzled me.

"Yes it was..."

"Mmmm...baby, I love you so much," he said, his voice cracking slightly.

I held on to him for a while as we relaxed.  Brett mixed some more drinks 
and chopped some more lines and we got ready for the Big Final Scene as he 
so eloquently put it.

Feeling rejuvenated, I shrugged my robe off and stood in front of everyone.  
Robert was still on the couch and Brett and Leila were at the bar.

"Are you ready for your big scene, Beth?" Brett asked.

"Yeah.  Bring it on."

They all laughed and I realized I had no idea what the final scene was.

"Ok, Robert, get on the bed and Beth you can start getting him ready," 
directed Brett.  I wondered how many times he directed scenes like this.

Robert and I got on the bed and he lay on his back.  I stroked his cock with 
my hand until it was fully hard.  I knew that I wanted to ride his cock with 
my breasts pushing in his face.  And he wanted me to.

"Ride me baby," he croaked as I began to move to him and straddle my legs.

"My pleasure," I said.

I climbed on him and eased his cock into my still sopping pussy.  We both 
groaned as it went in.  I leaned over his body and presented my breasts to 
him.  He reached up and squeezed them and I winced a little from all the 
abuse they took that evening.  But he didn't care.  He pulled me down even 
more and took one nipple into his mouth and began to nip lightly.  Jolts of 
pain went through my body and manifested itself in my pussy.  It was 
stretched around his cock and I still wanted to be fucked.  I could have 
gone all night at that point.  Something had been unleashed in me that was 
impossible to control.

I heard Brett telling Leila to suck him as I rode Robert's cock.  Then I saw 
in the mirror that the camera was on a tripod pointing at us.  Apparently 
the Big Final Scene involved all of us.  My eyes followed Brett's reflection 
in the mirror to the bed.  I looked back down at Robert who was lost in my 
cleavage.

Brett's voice came from behind me.

"Are you ready for this, Beth?"

"Go for it," I said and shut my eyes.  I knew what was going to happen.

I felt his cock pushing against my tight asshole.  His hands gripped my 
asscheeks and began to slide in.  I was thankful he was somewhat lubed from 
Leila's sucking as he pushed past my barrier.  He hunched over me and 
finally slid his cock home.  I cried out as I was filled more than I had 
ever been before.  Double penetration was new for me.

"Oh fuck yeah, you're so tight," Brett groaned.

Tight was an understatement.  With these two cocks inside of me, I stretched 
and filled to the limit.  Both of them were pretty well-endowed and I was 
experiencing it at that precise moment.  For a minute no one moved.  They 
gave me time to adjust.  I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to relax.  The 
feeling was unbelievable.  It hurt and felt good at the same time.

Slowly they began a rhythm.  It took a little practice to get in synch, but 
once they found it, it was beyond belief.  I shut my eyes and began to moan 
and pant very loud.

"Ok, Leila, you ready?" Brett said as he thrust into me.

"Yes, I'm ready."

I opened my eyes and watched her move right in front of me.  Her legs were 
spread and her pussy was open right over Robert's head.

"Beth, you need to angle yourself away a little bit," Brett said, still 
directing.

I moved a little to my left and Leila was able to get her body in and lower 
herself down onto Robert's face.  His hands went up to grab her thighs and 
soon he was eating her out.  Her groans mixed in with ours and we were off.

I couldn't believe how intricate this arrangement was.  Both my holes were 
being fucked at the same time as Leila was squirming on Robert's face.  My 
head was rested against her hip and she was stroking my hair.  Brett was 
reaching under me and stroking and pinching my breasts.  We were like a well 
oiled machine whose only goal was to get off.

There was no talking, except for a `fuck' here or an `oh-my-god' there.  The 
sweat was forming on our bodies as we fucked and licked ourselves silly.  I 
lost track of time and even who I was.  All I could feel was the two cocks 
rubbing each other through the thin membrane between my asshole and cunt.  
Brett's breath was on my back and it was coming in long, jagged gasps.  He 
was close.

"Oh fuck Beth, I'm gonna cum inside this ass of yours," he groaned.

"Do it...cum in her," Leila said.  "I want to see you fill this slut's ass."

When she spoke those words it sent shockwaves through my body.  Brett let 
out a loud gasp and stopped pumping me as he came deep in my ass.

"Oh fuck yeah!!!" he shouted.

Robert had been pretty quiet as his mouth was occupied but I felt him 
increase his strokes when Brett pulled out of me.  He pummeled my stretched 
cunt and when he stopped, he came as well.  I used that opportunity to lift 
my body up and ride him some more.  I was so fucking close.  My fingers were 
rubbing my clit furiously.  Leila leaned over me and began to suck on my 
tits.  I groaned and rubbed harder.  So close...so very close.

When it finally hit me, there was an explosion of white light.  I couldn't 
believe I could climax this hard again that evening, but I did.  I screamed 
out that I was cumming and Leila held me tight.  She was panting and moaning 
that she couldn't hold back anymore.  I wanted to tell her to just let go, 
but I was so far gone at that point I couldn't articulate the words.  We 
just held each other and shuddered over and over again.


Sunday was spent sleeping in. Robert had asked for a late checkout time and 
we slumbered in the luxurious bed in the hotel room.  My body ached in many 
different places and my pussy, ass and breasts were sore from all the 
fucking.  Brett had driven us back to the hotel room a few hours after we 
had recovered from the last scene.  The coke had kept us up all night and it 
was just getting light when he dropped us off.

As much as I didn't want to do it, I had to get up and get to the airport.  
I dragged myself into the shower and stood there for an eternity.  I got out 
finally, dressed and found Robert wrapped in a robe and staring out the 
window.  I went to him and slipped my arms around him and hugged him 
tightly.

"I know I said it a million times last night, but thank you," I said softly.

"No - thank you," he laughed.  "You were incredible."

I blushed slightly and held on to him.  My rings were back on my fingers but 
I couldn't look at them.  Instead I held on to him as if I could never let 
him go again.

"I love you cousin," I whispered to him and tears came to my eyes.


It was evening when I slipped into our house in Oakland.  Jake was dozing on 
the couch and I looked at him with a mixture of tenderness and guilt.  Deep 
in my bag was a videotape that I wondered if I even had the courage to watch 
and deep in my head was a plan that knew I had the courage to carry out.



Epilogue:  April, 2001

I pushed the car faster and shifted into overdrive.  Interstate 5 hummed 
beneath me as I hurtled south.  To my right the sun was sinking into the 
ocean.  It was a beautiful afternoon in more ways than one.

I let my mind wander back.

Leaving Jake was easier than I thought.  I think he realized I was unhappy 
with him and he was more married to his business than me.  Not long after I 
got back from that wild weekend in LA I told him that I wanted out.  It was 
like he was almost prepared for it and he didn't argue.  In fact, it was 
almost painless.

Of course, it did take its toll on both of us, but I knew it would be for 
the best.  I wanted my freedom and he was stifling me.  He moved out of our 
house and into a place in San Jose.  I put the house on the market and gave 
my resignation to the advertising firm I had worked at since I graduating 
college.  I had a harder time leaving that place than leaving my husband.

After the house sold, I moved all of my furniture and stuff into a townhouse 
in the LA area.  I was going to take some time off from working.  In fact, I 
didn't need to really work anymore if I wanted.  I had plenty of money from 
the divorce, my savings and that good old trust fund.  I was looking forward 
to my new found freedom.

That was two months ago.

I returned my attention to the present and looked at Robert dozing in the 
car next to me.  I smiled at him and replayed in my mind the first night we 
spent together in my new place.  We had no illusions that we could live 
together as husband and wife.  We could never do that.  In fact, we had to 
live almost a secret life so our families wouldn't find out.  The only one 
that knew was Brett and as long as he could participate in our fantasies, I 
knew wouldn't tell a soul.

What I was doing wasn't easy, but I wanted Robert more than anything and he 
felt the same way.  We discussed many times how we were going to handle this 
and we were willing to take the consequences.

He stirred next to me and opened his eyes and yawned.

"Sorry, love, I was just so tired," he said sleepily.

"That's ok - I am wide awake.  In fact I haven't been this awake in years."

I smiled and as the sun dipped below the horizon, the desert closed around 
us and we sped closer to Mexico for our first real vacation together.

The End.



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