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Cruisin' Cousins
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CRUISIN' COUSINS
(by EROS!)
I'd married young and divorced young, and I'd never learned the
trick of travelling alone. I felt as if I must be the only woman ever
who actually dreaded her annual two weeks' vacation from the big
corporation where I work. It probably sounded pitifully tedious to my
co-workers, but I jumped at the chance to share my vacation with my
cousin Jenny, who wanted to take a Caribbean cruise.
"If both of us share a cabin, Lisa, it'll be almost as cheap for
two people as it would be for just me," she'd explained.
It was just as well that I didn't know what would happen... what
sharing a cabin could mean with a blonde, big-titted woman with a
heavy sexual appetite like Jenny. If I had, I most likely would have
declined the offer. And that, as it turned out, would have been one
of the big mistakes of my life!
We sailed from Miami on a hot, cloudless day. Jenny was wearing a
tight black bikini that hid about as much as a stripper's `G' string
and pasties. The full, golden globes of her abundant boobs were
clearly visible to the otherwise busy crew. No matter how many
tickets they had to check or bags they had to stow, the male
attendants were always more than ready to fetch Jenny and me another
drink.
"Do you suppose they're trying to get us drunk!" I asked.
"Oh, I'm certain of it," Jenny replied, sticking out her tits.
"Not that they need to. I'm already horny enough to strap on a
horse!"
Not wanting to confess that I also had been somewhat deprived of
male companionship, I fumbled for a neutral reply. The conversation
didn't really return to anything interesting until after dark, when a
couple of male passengers joined our table. Like us, they were
cousins, or so they said. Actually, they didn't look like they were
related. Kevin was a slim blonde guy with an intelligent face and a
delicious pair of tight, well-packed buns. Mike was black-haired and
blue-eyed, and he made the not unbelievable claim that he played
professional football.
Things were progressing at a slow, getting-to-know-you pace that
probably wasn't entirely appropriate to a two week cruise. At least,
Jenny didn't think so, because she suddenly yanked off the top of her
skimpy, black bikini and bathed the perky tips of her erect nipples
in the soft moonlight.
"So, which of you two gorgeous hunks wants to fuck me first!" she
giggled drunkenly.
I blushed for my cousin, or so I told myself. Actually, I may have
just been a little ticked off by the assumptions implicit in that
word `first'.
"Hey," I said. "Don't I get one of them!"
"You'll get both of them, Lisa," Jenny shot back. "We share the
cabin and share the men. That was the deal, right?!"
It was? I didn't remember anything about sharing the men! But
events had swept me out past my ability to control them. Kevin had
suddenly reached for Jenny's tits and started fondling them, and I
found myself quivering in the warm crush of Mike's big, muscular
arms.
"Let's check out that cabin you're sharing," he whispered.
Jenny wasn't making any attempt to put her top back on, so I
pulled mine off too. After all, I didn't want to be one-upped by my
cousin. Mike rubbed his nose into my perfumed cleavage as I allowed
the sensitive points of my bare nipples to press into his upper
chest.
"You smell good," he purred.
"I'm glad you think so," I said, my voice sounding much more self-
assured than I really felt. "Now, let's go find that cabin."
Jenny and I led the way, our bare boobs bouncing. I must admit
that I experienced a thrill of fear when I walked off the dark deck
and into a well-lit hallway where anyone could see. But Kevin and
Mike seemed so impressed by us outrageous females that I didn't want
to spoil things by putting my top back in place. Besides I have to
admit that there was something deeply erotic about flashing myself
that boldly in a public place.
The men groaned in unison when they confronted the narrow neatness
of our twin beds.
"They were designed with saving space, not fucking in mind," Jenny
conceded. "But there's room on the floor."
I had never been in any kind of group sex situation before, but my
cousin was obviously an old hand at it. Sinking her soft fingers into
my flesh, she gently pulled me from Mike's arms into hers. The two
men sat down on her bed while she entertained them with a
demonstration of how girls seduce other girls. I hadn't known how
sensuous it could feel to let another woman, who also happened to be
my own cousin, peel off my clothes in a series of long, smooth
gestures that got me totally naked almost before I realized it.
Sighing, I squatted and slipped my hands under the waistband of
Jenny's bikini bottom. "Do it, Lisa, she whispered. "Pull it down. "
When I did, we could all see that she'd shaved her pussy
completely bare. Sure, I'd shaved mine pretty radically along the
sides so that I could wear my skimpiest bikinis without flashing
stray curls, but Jenny was absolutely bald! As hairless a twelve-
year-old! I'd never seen such a thorough job, not in pictures and
certainly not in the flesh.
Slipping the tips of my fingers over her slippery flesh, I
verified that her pussy mound felt like the softest, finest satin.
"I keep it like that for licking," Jenny whispered. "I don't want
my lovers getting hairs caught between their teeth. Do you want to
lick my hot pussy for me, cousin?"
I moaned as I rested my cheek against Jenny's creamy thigh. It
seemed like the ultimate in everything forbidden, sucking out a
woman's pussy when the woman happened to be my cousin while a couple
of men who also happened to be cousins were watching. I could hear
the men panting audibly as they leaned forward to see what my answer
would be. In reply, I impulsively stuck out my tongue and started to
lick!
A gentle perfume that blended the scent of musk and something
utterly unique to Jenny wafted up from her creaming cuntslit, a
personal fragrance that really turned me on. I hadn't known that
pussy juice could be a real, honest-to-God aphrodisiac. I stretched
my tongue to lick Jenny's satiny flesh as I explored every curve and
contour of her tender, hairless young cunt. After a few minutes of
sucking, licking and vigorous tongue-fucking, I vibrated the tip of
my tongue against the fat bud of her clitoris.
Her skinny hips jerked helplessly against my face and I realized
that Jenny was cumming. I darted my tongue tip down to the quivering
entrance to her pussy, slipping it inside a scant fraction of an inch
so that I could feel her contractions. Jenny whimpered, and her knees
wobbled. Her twat muscles sucked desperately on my tongue to draw it
deeper. Jenny came like a rocket for what seemed like ages. Then it
was my turn to get licked out by my cousin.
I didn't trust myself to stand up and take so much pleasure, so I
sat on the edge of my bed and spread my knees. That position put me
directly opposite the two guys who were watching from Jenny's bed.
Each time I looked up, from Jenny's bobbing head, I was reminded anew
that I was putting on a live lesbian sex show with my own cousin in
front of two strangers.
She kissed me the way my husband used to kiss my mouth, sending
her tongue more deeply into my pussy on every lick. I didn't have to
respond in any special way. All I had to do was sit there and enjoy
it. Despite. myself, I soon had my hips churning against the narrow
mattress. I grew dizzy and the room started to spin. Then I was
cumming into my cousin's eager mouth, my thighs heaving as I brought
them in tight to grip her hollowed, sucking cheeks.
Jenny and I had one thing in common, I don't think it's because
we're cousins, though, I think it's simply because we're women. In
any case, once we've had one orgasm, we're more than ready, willing,
and able for more. That first pop just serves to get us ready.
Kevin and Mike had their hands full when we dived for the bed and
pulled them down to the floor. I got Mike, and it was a genuine
pleasure to yank down the big man's shorts and run my fingers through
the thick, tangled curls of his dark pubic hair. His cock was stiff,
thanks to the suck show he'd just watched, and I found it tasty when
I slipped it into my mouth.
As I slid my lips down Mike's fat shaft, my eyes kept stealing
sideways glimpses at Jenny and Kevin. She got him naked so fast that
I didn't even see his pants come off, but I certainly managed a long,
luscious look at his eight-inch dick. It was long and skinny, the
kind of cock that gets deep down into all those hard-to-reach places.
Lucky Jenny! Saliva ran down her chin as she opened wide in a futile
attempt to completely deep-throat him.
"Come on, baby, climb on top and let's fuck," Mike murmured.
My brain had slowed down so completely that he had to repeat the
sexy invitation a couple of times before it registered. When it did,
I wasted no time in placing my pussy where my mouth had just been.
I didn't know what was the most exciting part of this encounter,
Mike's hard, pounding cock as I fucked him in the woman-on-top
position, or the knowledge that Jenny was watching my antics as
closely as I watched hers. It was a crazy combination of
exhibitionism, voyeurism, lesbian incest, and good old fashioned
fucking. If only I'd known years ago how good group sex could be!
One of the best things about the whole set-up was the fact that
the men automatically engaged in a small competition to see who could
last the longest. Jenny and I could ride our men and ride 'em hard
and yet we never had to be afraid that they'd pop off before we
reached the next orgasm. They were a perfectly matched pair that
screwed and screwed.
As I thundered through yet another orgasm atop Mike's erection, I
watched silver beads of sparkling sweat pour down Jenny's writhing
body. I reached out to squeeze her tits and she replied by reaching
out to squeeze mine. I could feel as well as watch the tremors in her
body when she segued into one of her orgasms, and she could feel the
same each time it happened to me.
Half-way through, we swapped, with Mike fucking Jenny doggy-style
while Kevin gave my pussy a prick-pounding in the good old missionary
position. When the men finally pumped our cunts full of steaming hot
jism, we happily tumbled from their naked bodies so that we could
clean out each other's leaky twats with our tongues.
"Damn!" Jenny murmured. "I never knew you could be such a
supercharged slut, cuz! I mean, I was hoping you were when I invited
you along on this vacation, but I just couldn't be sure. You're
fucking incredible!"
"That makes two of us!" I said, satuting her pussyhole with
another tender lick of my contented tongue.
And that was only our first night. I was afraid that we wouldn't be
able to Mike or Kevin out of our cabin once we'd hooked them on our
group sex going-on, but Kevin managed to crawl away sometime late
Saturday afternoon, just long enough to spread the news to most of
the other men aboard. When Jenny and I emerged for dinner, we were
practically mobbed. Everybody from the captain on down wanted us at
their table.
Naturally, we accepted the captain's invitation. That didn't mean
that we restricted ourselves to fucking with him, however. Jenny was
quick to drop her fork or napkin whenever a cute crew member walked
up, causing him to drop immediately to his knees and crawl under the
table to help her out. When she spread her legs to show that she
wasn't wearing any panties under her skirt, that usually told him
exactly what little service she needed performed. It was such a
useful trick that I tried it too.... nine times!!
Later, in the grand ballroom, our clothing seemed to develop a
strange way of dropping off at the least provocation. First, Jenny
lost an earring, and then the shoulder of my spaghetti strap dress
came down, and then Jenny's shoes came off, and then my necklace, and
then her skirt, and then my skirt, and then we were well into a
full-tilt orgy!
I found myself getting prodded from all sides by cocks of every
size, shape, and color. Somebody I didn't even know eventually got
hold of the microphone used by the M.C. to introduce the
not-too-good band.
"We want Lisa and Jenny! We want Lisa and Jenny!", he shouted, a
suggestion that was greeted with a storm of cheers and applause. Mike
pushed me gently in the small of the back to get me started in
Jenny's direction, and suddenly I found myself in the middle of a
tight circle of horny, half-naked people.
Jenny was already there, on her back with her legs spread wide.
Her shaved pussy couldn't conceal a thing from the watching eyes of
our enthusiastic audience.
"Let's show 'em how it's done, cuz!" she hissed.
"Yes!"
Crawling on top of her in a sixty-nine, I lowered my tongue to the
wet slit of my cousin's creamy pussy and started stirring up the
juices. The crowd's screams became a thunderous roar of pleasure that
reverberated to the marrow of my bones.
From that night onward, there wasn't a man on that ship that
couldn't be had by me or Jenny or both. Hell, there wasn't a man or a
woman who couldn't be had. We were the whole reason the cruise
existed, the entire focus of a hot and horny shipboard orgy. Nobody
wanted to get off in any of the ports to explore the charming little
boutiques of the Caribbean. We were all too busy exploring the
ultimate outrages of kinky group sex!
The End.
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