But before Felice could regret losing Buddy's balls, she felt Harlan start a blast of milky seed into her blazing cunt. She clutched Harlan's ass tightly, forcing him to shove his pounding prick deeper before it, too, began shrinking.
Finally squeezed of his last drop, Harlan lay back on the floor, watching his poor wife's body squirm as she continued sucking Ernie's dark balls. He wanted to do something for her, but didn't have the strength to move. Looking around, he saw Ira asleep on the couch, and Jack an the floor too pooped to move.
Laura, he noticed, had gone upstairs, probably to douche. Susan was already in the downstairs john.
Buddy was in the kitchen getting a glass of cold water, and Felice was lying face down on the floor beside him, too tired to do anything at that point. Misty was on the couch now, beside her brother, also too tired for any more fucking and sucking. Merton was asleep.
Benny, who was locked into Becky's cunt from behind, was fucking her like a maniac, causing her to almost bite on Ernie's cock. And then Benny was reaching down and rubbing Becky's clitoris, causing her body to jump around, even though she was on her knees. His pinching fingers squeezed the sensitive little nub as he pushed his prick into her cunt again and again. Then Becky was suddenly coming, her cuntjuice pouring out. Benny came at the same time and the two fell off to the side.
Ernie rose, pulling his balls out of Nanette's mouth.
"There's just you and me," he said to her. "Let's fuck."
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
It was late Sunday evening. Harlan and Nanette's guests had left some fourteen hours before, and they had dragged themselves upstairs to bed where both slept soundly for ten hours. Afterward, they had baffled, dressed, and come downstairs to clean up. Both felt good. Both felt sated. Neither felt in the mood for anything physical, but both were glad to have one another.
"Ernie's right," she told her husband as they sat down at the kitchen table to eat a late supper. "We would never last if we had parties like this more than once a year. We really get our fill of it in the one night."
"True," her husband nodded, a satisfied smile on his face. "Did you really like it all?"
"Every bit of it," she unashamedly admitted. "And I noticed you did, too. I think this is the best thing that's ever happened to all of us. It makes us realize how lucky we are to have the marriage partners we have. I mean, with what we had last night, who needs anything else?"
"True," her husband agreed. "Besides, I hate to admit it, but I do find it stimulating to watch another man fuck you. Watching you and Ernie go at it at the end would have really gotten me hepped up had I not been so worn out, myself."
"Just think," she murmured, sitting in his lap and kissing him. "We now have each other alone for a whole year before we have to share and be shared again."
"True," Harlan smiled, kissing her lightly.
Merton and Becky, the youngest couple in the Cousin's Club, were totally revitalized Sunday night. Back in their own bed, they clung to one another, finding new thrills in being alone and enjoying each other.
"Want to go back next year?" Merton was asking.
"Would you feel bad if I said yes?"
"One thing I learned from being with the other cousins was the advantage at always being honest with one's mate."
"Well if it's all right with you, I'd very much like to go back next year."
"I think it's very healthy in the long run," Merton said. "We get to share a lot of other bodies and learn the different ways others make love. Yes, Becky, I think we will go back next year."
"Good," she smiled, pulling his cock deeper into her cunt.
Buddy was getting old. He had slept through the day and it looked like he would sleep through the night, as well. By eleven, Susan, who could no longer sleep, was sipping a cup of coffee in her kitchen.
It had been one helluva night, she'd had to admit. She'd enjoyed herself more than she'd thought she would. The addition of the six new cousins had helped a lot. It had kept the party from becoming stale.
She had lapped Becky's cunt, and had her own pussy eaten in return, and she had been fucked in the ass. She had also been eaten by Merton, who, for such a young man, had a surprisingly agile tongue. But she never really had felt a good cock up her pussy.
When Buddy slept it was impossible to rouse his dormant cock. Only Simon, her youngest son, could get a hard-on while asleep, have an orgasm, and never wake up and know about it.
Putting down her coffee cup, Susan went to Simon's room and peered in. Her youngest was very much asleep. Nothing would waken him. She'd done such a good job of sucking his cock the other night, there wasn't a wasted drop of semen on his body the next day to betray anything.
What the hell, she thought, shutting the door.
Pulling back the covers, she saw his erection. She raised her nightgown and climbed on the bed, and sat on the upstanding cock.
"That feels good," she murmured, as his prick slid into her.
Benny and Felice felt more harmonious than they had in a long time. Felice knew fucking and sucking with her husband would never again be a boring thing. Both agreed they'd enjoyed being with the other cousins very much. It had truly turned out to be the right cure for Felice's boredom.
And as Benny sank his cock deep into his wife's mouth while eating her snatch, he was glad she had agreed they would go back next year.
On her way to a religious charity affair with her mother, Sydell Atkins reminisced about the previous evening. It had been a lot more fun than any of the three previous parties. In fact, each get-together was becoming more fun than the last one. Next year's should be a fantastic ball.
Meanwhile, back at her apartment, Jack was telling Maisie, Sydell's sister, all about the party, and Maisie was pouting because she was still too young to attend the affair they'd be having next year.
"Never mind," Jack reassured her, shoving his long, thin cock into her cunt. "You still have me to comfort you."
"True," she sighed, enjoying the way his cock slid into her.
Ira was locked into Misty's tight little ass. Having seen all the ass-fucking the previous night, he'd felt an uncontrollable urge to fuck his sister's rectum.
Misty, as usual, was more than agreeable to any of Ira's suggestions. But like everyone else, her mind was dwelling on the party the previous night. Before the year was out she hoped to corner some of her male cousins separately and see if they were really as good as they had seemed.
She had liked being with them because their primary interest was to satisfy her, and not merely get their rocks off inside her cunt as Ira always did. True, Ira more than satisfied her most of the time, but Ernie had fucked her to satisfy her. When he hadn't been able to come and she'd pulled away from him, he hadn't threatened her or tried to force her to do anything, and his cock was no less satisfying than Ira's. And Buddy had the thickest prick of the bunch. She wanted that thickness in all three of her holes, and soon. The Cousin's Club annual party was a definite must from now on.
Most content, as always, were Ernie and Laura. Both had enjoyed themselves immensely, and both looked forward to next year's orgy. It would be at their house, and what a ball it would be. Ernie was already figuring out new games, while Laura was checking the list of relatives to see who might be added to the Cousin's Club roster. After all, this last party had proven, the more, the merrier.