"Kevin… shit… Ohhhh God, Kevin! It's wonderful… soooo good!"
When she stopped moving, Kevin stopped too. He seemed confused.
"Have you ever done this before?" she asked, holding his head between her hands. He frowned, then shook his head no. She had the funny feeling that the boy didn't know anything at all about sex. He'd been going on instinct alone and done pretty well considering.
"Have you ever come?" she asked, smiling to let him know she was only trying to help. Again Kevin looked puzzled. He didn't seem to know what she was talking about. "Come," she repeated, "when a man makes a baby inside a girl." Kevin still looked confused.
Mona eased her pussy free of his cock and then knelt beside his body. She picked up his still-rigid shaft and moved the skin slowly up and down. Kevin sucked a quick breath.
"Has anything ever come out of this little hole?" she asked, pointing out the details. Kevin blushed, looked away. "When?" she pressed, making him look at her again. Kevin made the motion of laying his head on a pillow, of slumber. Mona was enthralled.
"You came in your sleep!" she laughed, bending to kiss his flat, hard belly. "Of course! And it probably scared you, didn't it?" Kevin nodded. Mona hugged his shoulders. "But it's all perfectly natural," she assured him. "Here, I'll make you do it again. It feels wonderful."
Kevin acted as if he wasn't sure he wanted her to do anything to him. But Mona pushed him back down on the bed and leaned close to his cock, jacking it with her hand until it was rigid like before. Kevin's breathing changed, grew deeper. He closed his eyes and his fists clenched and unclenched on the sheets. Mona watched the blue head expand and grow glossy with lubrication. Then she eased the foreskin back to expose the tender morsel completely.
Kevin twitched when she touched her tongue to the underside. He twitched again when she wrapped her upper lip around the curved crown and sucked him in as far as she could without choking, but he wasn't fighting her, wasn't freaking out.
Mona felt like she was in some kind of sex heaven. A real-life angel to play with until the cows came home! She could hardly believe her good fortune. She sucked longingly at the stiff pecker that tickled the roof of her mouth with its spongy head. Her tongue moved expertly along the sensitive underside. She monitored Kevin's breathing and movements, sensing how excited he was. She worked her tongue between the little lobes at his tip. She was enjoying the youthful firmness of his flesh and the shy moans that he couldn't hide when she licked furiously at the bulging blue head of his cock. What did it matter if he couldn't talk? All humans needed was to groan and moan and sigh. That's all she cared about anymore.
"You lovely animal," she whispered, examining his prick with ginger touches of her long nails. It was throbbing noticeably and her spit was glossy on the surface, oozing down into his balls. She made a trough of her tongue and eased forward again, taking him all the way into her throat.
Kevin arched his back up from the bed and trembled. He was holding his breath. His fingers twisted the sheet around as she began a slow, bobbing movement. The sensation for Kevin was probably like fucking. She tightened her cheeks in around his shaft and made sure her tongue was in contact with the underside of his cock at all times. Up and down she bobbed, slurping noisily when the flared head bumped against her lips. Kevin was like tensioned rubber. He couldn't relax now that she was bringing him faster towards climax. She could feel his gland begin to spasm. His balls hung loose in their sac.
"Nhhuuggg!" he grunted, twitching, clawing at the bed now. His heels dug and scratched at the mattress. "Ahhh… Ohhhh!"
"Mmmmmm," Mona cooed through flared nostrils. She wanted to tell him to go ahead and unload. She wanted to tell him that she'd drink it all, drink whatever he could manage to spurt into her mouth. But she was too busy sucking at him to pause. And she wanted it to be good, the best he'd ever had. She wanted this child in her power from now on.
"Mo… na," Kevin gasped. "Mona!" Mona was so thrilled by the sound of her name that she almost pulled her mouth off his cock. But she knew that that would be the worst thing to do. Kevin had managed to speak only because she'd so excited him. Now she was going to excite him more.
She gently took his balls in her fingers and began to roll them around in the slickness of their sac. Poor Kevin was really coming unglued now. He was thrashing and moaning and throwing his head from side to side, blond hair tangling across his mouth. Mona had never seen anything so beautiful. And her mouth suckled powerfully at his exposed tip, begging for the dessert she wanted so badly. It didn't take long.
"Yuuuhhhhh!" Kevin cried, pumping his hips instinctively. A hot spurt of jizz coated the back of Mona's throat. Another leaped from the tiny orifice and washed over the roof of her mouth. Then it was coming in fast floods. The stickly glops puddled on her tongue and leaked from the corner of her mouth. She sucked noisily, getting almost all of it down. Kevin thrashed like someone was horsewhipping him. But his face was twisted with the agonized ecstasy that men experienced when they really got their rocks good! Mona felt like a fairy Godmother taking care of him like that. She kept licking the underside of his prick, but gentler now.
Kevin subsided, slumped back into the bed as if every bit of strength had been drained from his young body. Mona went on gently nursing at his cock for a few more seconds, urging every last droplet up his tube and into her mouth. Then she pulled away with a slurp and pressed her cummy lips against his navel.
"My darling, you are absolutely the most precious thing I've ever…" She kissed him and massaged his thighs with loving strokes of her long fingers. Kevin smiled and seemed to enjoy the attention. Then she rolled him over and gave his back a good rubdown. The adolescent grunted with pleasure as she worked her fingertips deep into his muscles. She massaged him all over and then gave him a playful smack on the bottom. Kevin sat up and smiled at her.
"M-M-Mona," he said, voice so quiet she almost missed it. Mona hugged him against her naked breasts, petted his blond hair until his heart slowed its pounding.
"I sure am happy you can say my name. Maybe you'll learn to talk before we're through." Kevin gave her his shrug. He seemed shy again now that all the sex was over with, Mona dressed slowly in front of him. Though he was too polite to stare, she noticed that he saw everything. When she was through, he came over and gently touched her hand. She pulled his face between her palms and kissed his nose.
"I'll be back tomorrow. Maybe we can figure out a way to sleep together. Would you like that?" Kevin looked puzzled. She decided to let it drop for now.
But Mona hadn't even reached the house before she was plotting, thinking, trying to find a way to have Kevin for her very own. She knew it wasn't going to be easy. It might even turn out to be impossible. Her brother was a very demanding person. And there was something about her he seemed to need. Mona could guess part of it. They'd fucked for twenty years. Carl was sexually habituated to her. And he wasn't one to give up a habit very easily.
Since her rebuff by cousin Kevin, Vicky was half crazy with desire. She wasn't showing anybody, but underneath she could hardly think of anything else but sex. On Friday morning she'd stayed in bed late. Afraid to try anything bigger than her finger, she'd brought herself off until at last she lay trembling and weak and still not satisfied. Then she'd gone down to the basement where the exercise room was. Carl kept a couple of vibrators down there to relax his muscles when he played too much tennis. She settled for a unit that fit on her hand with elastic bands and sneaked it to her room in a towel.