"Oh! Ahhhhh! Kendall! Kennneeeee!"
"Yeah, baby," he gasped between licks, "do it! Come for me!"
"Mmmmmm! Huuuuhhnnn! Whhhuuuhh!" She pumped her trim ass like a person having some kind of fit. And she was having a fit! She could feel the pulsing hunger of her body feeding on itself, feeding on the hot, wet friction of her cousin's mouth. He pushed his face up hard between her quivering white thighs. She flopped wildly against the sofa cushion. And then the raging flames shot through her arid she wiggled and writhed in ecstasy, her ankles locked so she could squeeze Kendall's head between her thighs.
"Ghhhhuuuhh!"
It was the sound of something slapping with a steady rhythm that made Josie open her eyes. She was so weak, so exhausted that she couldn't move a finger. She stared dazedly at her cousin. How had she gotten on the floor? He was kneeling over her, his cock jerking. It was jerking because he was pumping it with his closed fist.
"You got me so hot, baby…"
"Don't," Josie whined, trying to turn, trying to get onto her hands and knees. But she was too weak to make it.
"A guy can get blue balls if he doesn't finish what he starts."
"Ohhhhhh Kendall," she babbled, "not on me! Don't do it on me!" Somehow she had managed to roll over. She was crawling on her belly across the rug. Her robe slipped from her body but she kept squirming forward. The next thing she felt was Kendall's body covering her back. His stiff cock went between the firm halves of her ass. Her pussy had leaked so much that she was very slippery down the crack of her ass. Kendall grabbed the fronts of her hipbones and lunged forward.
Josie tried to scream when she felt the head of his cock enter her rectum. It went in deep enough for her muscles to close behind the swollen glans. In her fright she squeezed her sphincter hard.
"Whhaaa!" Kendall screamed, lurching wildly, trying to drive into her. He lurched again and Josie could feel his fingers clawing at the white cheeks of her ass. She had clenched him hard with her asshole and couldn't seem to let go. Then he was gasping, the hot cream spurting up into her guts. He kissed her back wildly, bit at the nape of her neck.
Josie relaxed then and felt his shaft slide up inside her to the hilt. She wanted to scream, to curse him for doing something so perverse. But as he fucked in and out between the cheeks of her ass, another emotion flooded through her. She felt almost as if she were really getting fucked. From the front. The right way. And in her imagining, she grew excited again. She moved her ass up and down against his hot fucking. Kendall kissed the side of her face and rubbed her breasts as he spent his semen and then fell limp against the long, white shape of her body.
"Ohhhhh Josie, I didn't mean to do that. I just started hugging you and it slipped in." He moved his cock gently, let it rest. Josie tightened her ass around it and let out a pent-up breath. She didn't know what to say. Didn't know whether to be mad or happy or what.
"I think I'd better go to my room now," she said.
"I want to talk to you."
"Please get up off me. Please?"
Holding her robe around her nakedness, Josie fled. When she got to her room she threw herself across her bed and began to sob softly into her pillow.
CHAPTER SIX
Roslyn was sure of it now. Her niece was in love with her husband. Though Evan had not betrayed himself in any way, the looks Ronnie kept giving him were obvious to all but the most insensitive observer. The lovely, dark-haired teenager was hopelessly caught in his web. Roslyn wasn't sure whether the two had committed themselves physically but if Evan had been fool enough to go that far, he was certainly being discreet about it. Roslyn experienced a vague jealousy. The more she thought about it the worse it got. A couple of times she thought of confronting the two of them with it. Something made her hold back. Perhaps because she knew how guilty she was of even more shocking indiscretions than Evan.
Still, it rankled her that the nineteen-year-old daughter of her sister could make such inroads in such a short time. But then weren't the inroads actually being made into her? Roslyn could almost see that thick, hard prick of her husband being forced into the quivering girl's pussy.
"The son of a bitch. A teenager like Ronnie too. Imagine!" But there she was jumping to conclusions. She didn't really have any hard evidence to go on. Which led her back to her own hypocrisy. How could she expose anyone when her own situation was so delicate?
"If only these two female brats hadn't come to visit in the first place!" But what did she care? She had her summer's entertainment planned out. And it was only just beginning. For a few days Roslyn was content with this thought. She had been letting everything lie fallow between her nephew and her. She didn't want to come on too heavy and frighten him away. Then on a Friday evening she decided she could wait ho longer. Her pussy needed some good hard cock! The cock of Kendall spearing her with his unrestrained eagerness. She knew Evan would be working late at the office. He'd told her beforehand. Ronnie was in her room reading. The field seemed open when she descended the basement steps to the playroom. But instead of finding Kendall shooting pool by himself, she found her niece Josie there too. And the tension in the room was strangely familiar. It had something to do with sex. Something very much to do with it.
As Kendall sank the four ball in the corner pocket, he glanced up with a smile.
"Hi, Aunt Roslyn, want to play?"
"Oh I'll just watch for a while," she said, hoping that she could chase the silky little blond off with her presence. But when Kendall blew the next shot, Josie seemed intent on the game. She pocketed three balls in a row and was about to line up for her fourth shot when Roslyn broke the silence.
"You didn't learn to shoot pool like that hanging around in a pool hall, did you?"
"My brother has a table. He taught me." Josie was biting her tongue, about to shoot, Roslyn couldn't restrain herself.
"Don't you think you should give your cousin a break?" It was enough to break the pretty blond's concentration, and she blew the shot. Roslyn was so overjoyed that she almost clapped her hands. "Would you two like me to get you something to drink?"
"I'll take a beer," said Kendall in an overly familiar way. Roslyn wanted to slap his face but she wanted to pull down his pants and suck his cock too. She looked to Josie.
"Nothing for me, thanks." The girl's blue eyes were telling her to leave them alone. Roslyn smiled to herself. No chance, honey, no damn chance at all. She was halfway up the steps when she heard Kendall's urgent voice. Roslyn pretended to ascend, moving her feet on the steps so the two teenager's would think she'd left them alone. Then she tiptoed down again to listen.
"Please, Josie! I guess I feel lousy about the other night."
"It was just an accident. I don't want to think about it."
"But you have been thinking about it."
There was a rustle of silk. Roslyn remembered then that the pretty blond was wearing a long, silky dress of pale blue. She crept closer to the doorway and peeked around. Kendall had his arms around the lithe, boyish figure of her niece. Josie was frozen, one arm extended behind her to brace against the pool table, the other holding the cue. It was plain to see that she was resisting her cousin somewhat. But only somewhat. As the kiss went on Roslyn heard a soft moan escape the girl's lips. She had turned her head to the side. Kendall was softly caressing her long, white neck with his tongue.
"Kendall… Kendall!"
"I want you so bad."
"I don't even want to talk about it." Josie twisted away from him and walked unsteadily to the opposite end of the pool table. Kendall watched her chalk her cue.
"I've been all mixed up," Kendall continued. "But it's not Roslyn I want. It's you."