Tonight I would spend it out drinking and maybe dancing with some nice looking girls. I wasn’t much of a dancer. In fact I felt like a complete douche trying to do it, but if you want to meet the nice looking girls your chances improved dramatically if you went where they were and did what they liked. I was sick of missing opportunities from my inclination to hold back. It seemed like a far better option than sitting at some local dive bar talking shit with a plumber or waterman. Besides, all I needed was a few beers to give me all the confidence I needed to take those steps I normally was too shy to take. Gotta love the courage that comes with intoxication. I’d never get on the dance floor without it. Probably would never get laid without it either.
I was smiling leaving the bedroom because I had just been in there helping Laura shoe horn herself into her tightest jeans. Laura was my cousin. She was older by 7or 8 years. I hadn’t seen her in many years. I couldn’t believe how hot she looked. I had to smile when she asked me “Where are you taking me tonight, Andy? It’s been fun
visiting, but I’m ready for a night out. I bet you can figure out where we can find some trouble, eh?” I also smiled thinking about her reaction when she saw me when she first arrived. “Andy, wow…you’ve REALLY grown up.”
Yep, I had. And I was looking forward to a night out with this gorgeous older woman on my arm. Even if it meant I would be frustrated at the end of the evening. I mean, she was my cousin, but “wow”, I thought. “What a body on her now.” I couldn’t get the image out of my head of her laying back on her bed pulling her tight jeans on while I helped her pull the zipper up. “And what great tits,” I thought. “Damn.” But in reality I was a little conflicted realizing that while I was helping her into her pants some other guy would be helping her out of them later that night. But still what a bod. I was happy to have seen her half undressed like that. I couldn’t believe she was so open about me seeing her in her panties. I could see just the hint of bush. “Kinda sexy,” I thought.
My enthusiasm soon crashed to earth. Now everyone was going out with us tonight, my parents and another cousin, John. “WTF?? Were they too dense to see that they were what Laura wanted a break from?” Now instead of a great drunken night with Laura it would be a boring night with my parents. “Fuck,” I thought. I tried to keep my expression positive as we all climbed into cars and headed to the club. I didn’t even want to go. Who wants to go to bar with their parents?
The club was one of those places “cleverly” called The Library. Somewhat of a dive bar, big dance floor. Lots of semi-drunken girls. Lots of fully horny guys. The girls seemed to be there for the dancing. The guys pursuing their common delusion of getting laid.
Once at the club I wasted little time in having a few beers and trying to get comfortable. The Library was a local hangout so it was mostly variations of the same crowd from week to week. I wandered around hoping some of the girls I’d danced with last weekend were there. Laura, John and my parents sat at a table and started with some drinks as well. I was a little disheartened when I noticed Laura and John laughing and talking together. John and Laura were about the same age. Now I realized it made perfect sense. “Oh well, maybe it would be fun to watch Laura shoot John down,” I thought. John and I had gone out on the prowl many times. Lots of drunken fun, but not much success with the ladies. I blame all the failures on him.
Pretty soon people started dancing. John was quick to get Laura on the floor. My father and stepmother mostly sat at the table watching. I wandered off to dance with random girls. Or at least to try to. “Like that was going to happen with my father and mother here anyway,” I thought.
The evening turned out to be pretty okay after all. I danced with several girls and set my sights on one I thought out of my league. Trying to work up the nerve to ask her to dance, I headed to the bar to get another drink to buck me up when Laura intercepted me and led me to the floor. I smiled and gladly went with her. Just doing something was better than standing around awkwardly waiting for something to happen.
Laura and I danced a few fast dances. It was fun. Then the lights dimmed a little and a slow song started. I started towards our table, but Laura grabbed me and said “C’mon, one slow one first.” Okay, what the hell,” I thought. Laura danced close to me, with her arms around my neck her head on my chest. I awkwardly put my hands down near her waist. It was a pretty awesome feeling, actually. I’d never been so physically close to her and to do it in such a dark, romantic atmosphere was kind of arousing.
After a few minutes she moved her mouth to my ear and whispered “Why have you been ignoring me Andy? I thought WE were going out.” I said, “I wasn’t ignoring you. I just thought you were having fun with my parents and John. Didn’t want to intrude.” Laura said, “Oh, I was just being polite with them. No offense, but John is a putz. I think you need to stay out here with me so I can let him cool down a little. I wouldn’t want him to get the wrong idea.” “And besides, I’d rather be like this with you, ” she whispered as she tucked her head back to my chest. I wondered if she had any idea at all about the giant hardon she had just given me. My hands drifted down to her hips.
We stayed a few hours longer. I had many more drinks. She mostly danced with me. I told myself I’d tell my parents she wanted me to keep John off of her. I was just being nice. But increasingly I didn’t care what they thought. The booze. The close dancing. After a few hours of her dancing in close like that, whispering in my ear, pressing herself up against me, I didn’t care. All I cared abut was whether she noticed my hard cock pressed against her and I wondered if she had any idea at all the ideas I was getting having her nice tits pressed up against me for so long. Neither of us appeared to pay much attention to my hands which were now on her ass. I wondered briefly
if my parents noticed.
A few hours later we were back at the house. After a quick break to take a piss…my eternal problem when drinking…I stumbled out into the living room looking for everybody. My parents had gone to bed. John and Laura were in the den. As I entered I heard her tell him he was being kind of pushy.
Instead I was surprised when John invited us both back to his condo for more drinking. I was more surprised when Laura agreed to go. I was conflicted again. I secretly wanted to stay here hoping Laura would magically wander down to my bedroom after John left. In reality I knew I was in for a night of jerking off. John’s condo was 10 miles away. Laura and I drove separately so we could come back later.
After settling in with a new round of drinks, Laura surprised me again by asking if we smoked weed. I had only smoked pot once. It resulted in a few very paranoid hours at a McDonald’s where I was convinced the cop at a nearby table knew I was high. Paranoia and gaps in time were the two things I got from pot. I’d suddenly be somewhere and wonder how the fuck I had gotten there. It was pretty cool but also scary so I rarely smoked. But tonight , of course, I was going to do it. Laura was leading me by my hard dick, even if I didn’t know it.
I popped back into reality in John’s condo. Fucking pot. I had no idea how long the gap in my attention was or what I had been doing. But now I suddenly find myself in John’s living room. Laura is lying on the floor sort of propped up on a pillow. He has her pants off. He has her panties off . His head is in her crotch. He’s licking her pussy. I’m wondering “How the fuck did that happen” She seems to be enjoying it. She’s awake. No resistance. I guess pushy guys win in the end. I’m a little upset. Or annoyed. Or maybe hurt. I thought she wanted to be with me. She was ducking him. She was slow dancing with me. After all of that he’s got his tongue on her clit? “I am such a fucking loser,” I think to myself.
I just sit there and watch them. They don’t seem to mind. It’s wildly exciting. I can see my cousin’s pussy. A dream come true. I see the neatly trimmed bush I had only peeked at through the panties earlier in the evening. I wonder what I should do. Mixed messages from Laura all night. Does she want to be with John or not? But she said she’d rather be with me. Should I leave? I decide to stay. I watch for awhile. It’s maddeningly exciting. I want to take my throbbing cock out and jerk off, but that seems like such an odd thing to do. Then again, she is having her pussy eaten in front of me.
I decide to take a risk. I move over to Laura’s torso, away from where John is doing his work. I look at her face and move my hands to her blouse. She doesn’t do a thing. I continue to unbutton, finally opening her shirt exposing her tits in a nice lacy bra. I fumble with the bra trying to unclasp it from behind and underneath her. She
finally takes my hand and moves it to the clasp in the front between the cups. I unfasten it and the cups drop to the side revealing her delicious tits. Firm, B to C cups with large areola and stiff nipples. I don’t waste any time in dropping my mouth to her tits and sucking on them. I lick them. I play with the nipples between my teeth. She seems to not mind. John continues to lick her pussy. Five minutes? Five hours? I have no idea how much time has passed. Fucking pot.
After a long while of licking and sucking on her tits, my cock is starting to throb in my jeans. I move up and kiss her. It’s so odd to me that my tongue was on her tits long before it was in her mouth. But it’s still very exciting to kiss her. We kiss for awhile. Finally, I need to move to the next step. My cock feels like it is going to explode. But I don’t know what to do. John is happily eating her pussy. I’m terrified of making a sexual faux pas that will bring the evening to a halt. I finally just decide to go for it.
I slip out of my jeans and lower my underwear. Feels kind of weird doing this with John in the room, but he’s paying me no attention. I move my throbbing cock up to Laura’s face. Without a second of delay she simply takes it into her mouth. I’m in absolute heaven. I look down as she sucks on my cock, moving it in and out of her mouth. I
feel like I am going to explode when she licks the shaft. I can barely stand it when she takes my balls gently into her mouth. Licking and sucking. I feel like I am dreaming.
But again I am filled with indecision. Should I be passive and just let her suck? Or should I grab her head and fuck her mouth like a piston. I want to do both, but I’m again worried I’ll cross a line and end the encounter. I compromise and move my hips back and forth a bit gently fucking her mouth. She merely adapts to what I am doing. This is not a worry for me for too long. Again time has no meaning, but I know I am about to explode.
Next dilemma….is it okay to cum in her mouth? Should I warn her or just do it? It becomes a moot point. As my cock is moving in and out of her mouth with increasing frenzy, I shoot my load into her mouth. I don’t know whether to apologize or not. She simply swallows my cum and licks my cock a little more. Problem solved. I move my head up to her face and kiss her deeply. Only later do I think about the load of cum I’d just unleashed in her mouth. It didn’t matter. I’m just thrilled it wasn’t John’s load. Fucking pot.
I roll onto my back and lean up against the couch fully naked. My cock is spent but still erect. Laura is still lying there with John licking her pussy. Not long after, John gets up and moves forward like he is going to try to slide his cock inside her. I just watch. After a few unsuccessful fumbling attempts I see him stand and look at his limp cock. I can imagine inside his head he is screaming “FUCKING POT!!!!!”
Laura isn’t finished. She coolly moves over to where I am lying and straddles my cock. She slowly lowers herself onto it. I move my hands up to help support her. I’m lying there in total awe as I enter her pussy while playing with her tits. She lays forward on top of me and starts moving up and down. She moves faster and faster with increasing
urgency rubbing her pussy over my cock, her knees supporting her on the carpet. In and out, the head of my cock occasionally finding her clit. I try to slow it down a bit. I really want to enjoy this, but she is frustrated and won’t let me. She rides my cock up and down actually hurting me as she fucks me to her own orgasm. I cum as she finally slows her pace and cums.
She rolls off. We lie there for a few minutes not really speaking. John moves back to his back bedroom to go to sleep. Laura and I decide to crash in the living room for the night. Next morning I pop awake naked in John’s living room. Laura is naked on the couch. John is in the back room.
The rug burns on Laura’s knees confirm that it wasn’t a dream.