"She's just torturing him," she whispered to herself.
Roslyn stood up then and surveyed her handiwork. Poor Kendall's prick bobbed in the air. It was glistening with spit and to Josie it seemed about to explode. Her aunt was wearing only a skimpy black halter that barely covered her nipples. As she strutted by the bed her big, dark nipples pushed out the black silk of the bra.
"Think I'll go sneak downstairs and make me a drink, darling," Roslyn said, wetting a fingertip and pressing it against her nephew's glans. He grunted and tried to move against the touch but she pulled away. "Don't come while I'm gone." She laughed then and went to the door. Josie waited thirty seconds after the door had closed behind her aunt. Then she shoved the sliding glass door open and jumped into the room.
"Kendall!" she gasped. "I'll help you!"
Kendall looked at her with sex-dazed eyes. And she knew immediately exactly what kind of help he needed first.
"Ohhh Christ, Josie. That thing inside me! Pull it out!"
Josie climbed up on the bed. She was filled with a torrent of emotion. Her naked body had responded to her cousin's nakedness. And seeing his cock so rigid made her remember how it had felt to be fucked by her uncle that very evening. When she saw the beads of the necklace, and saw that the rest of them were up inside her poor cousin's ass she almost fainted.
"I'd better lock the door in case Roslyn comes back."
As soon as she'd turned the key and run back to the bed, Kendall was moaning something again. She put her ear close to his mouth.
"Suck me! Ohhhh Josie, you don't know how blue my balls are! I'm gonna have a heart attack if I can't come!"
"Ohhh Kendall!" She kissed his sweaty brow and looked again at the state of his rigid prick. The veins stuck out on the shaft and the glans was so tight that the skin had a transparent look to it. She had to make a decision and make it fast. She decided by getting down on her knees between his spread thighs and nabbing his cock firmly.
As she pushed her hot mouth down over him, Kendall arched his back up from the bed and let out a shuddering gasp. Josie didn't know a thing about this kind of thing but she knew that unless she learned fast poor Kendall might freak out completely. She worked the head of his cock well back into her mouth and then used her tongue to rub and caress it. The little lobes on the bottom were the easiest places to get to so she concentrated her efforts there. The way her cousin was writhing, she knew she was doing something right.
"Now!" he groaned. "Pull… those damn… beads…!"
Josie got a good grip of the bead on the end of the string. Watching Kendall's face, she gave a mighty jerk and stripped the beads out, flinging them against the wall. Kendall jerked wildly against the cords and screamed. His cock bulged suddenly against the roof of her mouth and almost immediately, Josie felt the thick cream spurting in powerful jets. It boiled over the edges of her tongue, spattered hard against her teeth. Long strings of it leaked down her throat. When she couldn't swallow it fast enough a dribble leaked out and hung from one nostril. But she never stopped sucking for a moment. She worked her rough-soft tongue back and forth against the blood-packed knob that was spitting seed in even greater torrents than before. She grabbed her cousin's balls too but didn't know what to do with them. She was too afraid of hurting him to squeeze very hard. She really didn't know too much about how a boy's body worked. But she seemed to be doing just fine.
Kendall was smiling now, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth as he pumped his hips. His cock slid in and out of her mouth as she bobbed her head and tried to match his rhythm.
A scream of anger from the other part of the house made Josie sit up suddenly, her cousin's cock popping free of her mouth. She realized then that she'd actually and willingly sucked a man's cock. The dribble of white cum hanging from her chin made her shiver. But it didn't taste so bad now that she took the time to really notice.
The scream came again and there was the sound of something being thrown against a wall. Josie knew that Aunt Roslyn had discovered her husband fucking Ronnie dog fashion.
"Come on," she said, jerking the knots around Kendall's ankle. "We've got to get out of here." It didn't take her long to untie him, and while Kendall put his clothes on and threw his few possessions into a suitcase, Josie was down the hall doing the same thing. She took some of her sister's clothes too. She wasn't about to leave her here.
They went out the back way and sneaked around the corner of the house. The Chrysler was sitting where her Uncle Evan had parked it. The keys were in the ignition.
"Come on and help me get Ronnie," Josie told her cousin. He looked a little doubtful but followed her to the front door. Uncle Evan had Roslyn down across the sofa with both her arms bent around behind her. She was screaming something at him and he was pulling her black bra down with his teeth. His cock was still rigid and though Roslyn was fighting like a tiger, it was plain to Josie that he was going to get it into her pussy. She pulled Kendall along by the hand.
They found Ronnie in a corner of the hall, only a t-shirt covering her breasts. They got her up and, holding her arms around their necks, managed to get her to the front door. Evan and Roslyn hadn't even seen them yet.
"I know you're drunk, Ronnie," Josie gasped, "but don't puke now. We've got to get to the car."
It wasn't as hard as she'd thought. Kendall started up the engine as Josie slammed the door behind them. He roared off down the street and when they'd gone three blocks the three of them started hollering and laughing.
"Uncle Evan really lost it," Josie said, shaking her blond head. "He was gonna fuck everything that moved."
"I never heard you use that word before," Kendall observed, looking sideways at her.
"I didn't do a lot of things until tonight." Her pussy still ached. She wasn't going to tell Kendall about that. Not yet. She looked in the back seat at her knocked-out sister. She looked depraved wearing only a t-shirt. The dark curls around her pussy were wet and matted from the action she'd gotten only minutes before they'd rescued her. The swollen folds that edged her hole made Josie touch her own sore cunt.
"Where we going anyway?" Kendall asked. "I don't have too much bread on me and this car really eats the gas I'll bet."
"I know a place," Josie said, smiling. "A neat little place on the beach."
"You're putting me on."
"No really."
"A place we can go without paying motel bills?"
"The key is right on the dashboard," she said, and remembering where her uncle had tossed it, picked it up. "It's actually our uncle's beach house. We can hang out there until we decide what to do." Josie scooted over against Kendall's side. He looped an arm around her. She hadn't had time to put on anything more than a skimpy halter top and a pair of shorts. He rubbed her small breast gently.
"I want to thank you for…"
"For sucking your cock a few minutes ago?" Josie said brightly. Then she laughed at the funny look her cousin was giving her. "I know, I never said anything like that before either. I think I've changed. Changed a lot." She snapped her fingers to emphasize the point.
"You sure as hell have."
"Slow down, silly, or you'll miss the turn to the beach house."
It wasn't the dawn that awakened her. And it wasn't her older sister's groaning either. Josie had been dreaming. Dreaming about her cousin who slept with his head almost touching one of her breasts. She was watching him now, watching the slow play of a dream across his features. His cock told her what kind of dream it was. He had a hard-on! A lovely hard-on. So lovely that she wished she could take it in her hands and squeeze it. There was so much to learn about a male body. Who better to learn from than her cousin?