Hand-holding and preparing for a sex marathon

“You should come live with me,” I said.

“Why?” she smirked. “So that we can fuck whenever we want?”

“That’s part of it. It just seems such a shame to not use my apartment when it’s empty and waiting for us to christen it with our fluids.”

She laughed.

“You can tell your mom that you’re going to look after me. And maybe you just end up staying with me because you realize how fun it is living with your cool cousin.”

“She’s gonna think it’s weird that a guy and girl are living alone together, even if they are cousins.”

“No, you’re gonna think it’s weird. Auntie is so ridiculously laid back that I can’t see her doing anything but taking advantage of being alone in her home. Besides, if she suspects at all we’re together, then this will just get her used to the idea.”

She glanced at the clock. “We should probably get cleaned up. Mom will be getting off work in about a half hour.”

“And it will take how long for her to drive home?”

“10, maybe 15 minutes.”

“Wow, not much time at all. I guess we’d better take our shower at the same time, then.”

This time, I didn’t even notice that the shower was dirty. All I cared was that my cousin was getting off on my hand. I aggressively finger-fucked her and kissed her neck as she lay back against the wall. Then she jacked me off. If there was a trace of semen on the floor of the shower when we were done, we didn’t mind. Let Auntie find it and get lewd ideas about her dearest nephew.

We toweled each other off, each admiring the other’s body intimately while doing so. Only by the virtue of having cum twice in the past hour was I able to avoid getting a stiffie. Tiffany, however, was not so lucky.

“Christ,” Tiffany said, “how are my nipples going to ever soften if I’m going to be around you all the time?”

“Hmm, I’m not sure. We’ll have to work on that some more after dinner.”

I sat on the bed and watched her change in her room. She caught my eye and smiled warmly at me.

“I’ll make you a deal,” I said. “Whenever you would normally masturbate, include me in on the fun. Alright?”

“What if mom’s here?”

“You masturbate when your mom’s here?”

“Sometimes,” she blushed.

“Then we’ll keep it quiet, then.”

“You include me in on your orgasms, too, and we have a deal.”

“Wouldn’t have it any other way."

As she was searching her mess of a room for clean pants, I said, "I like that skirt on you."

“It has my fluids on it.”

“I like the smell of your cum.”

“Christ, John. What you do to me.”

There was a wild light in her eyes as she quickly walked towards me and leaned in to attack my mouth.

“Ah, ah, ah,” I chided, stopped her with a finger to her lips. “As much I want to tear your clothes off right now, your mom’s gonna be home any minute.”

“Your idea of moving us to your apartment is sounding better by the minute.”

The day was still young when we left on an another adventure. We seemed to have jumped the gun by having gone straight to sex earlier, but it wasn’t like boyfriend/girlfriend activities had to be done in any particular order. Now I asked to her to drive us to the pier on the other side of town where we were unlikely to run into anybody we knew. There her hand was warm in mine as we watched the seagulls over the sparkling inlet waters.

Tiffany held onto my hand with both of hers, trapping my arm between her breasts and addressing me with big, beautiful eyes.

“Let’s go back to your apartment,” she said. “I want you all to myself.”

“Do you think I have condoms, there?” I asked.

“How should I know about your sex life, you’re my cousin,” she laughed.

“I’ll take that as a no.”

To thank it for transporting me to this alternate dimension, I decided that we would give our patronage to Wal-Mart. We grabbed a dinner first and visited the health aisle last. I threw a box of condoms in our hand-basket and Tiffany followed it with three more.

The cashier, a girl about our age, gave Tiffany a knowing smirk as she rang up the four boxes of condoms. Us two lovebirds held hands and giggled at our own hedonism.

It was kind of like when you’re a kid and you’re not allowed to eat as much candy as you want, and then you grow up and are able to make your own dietary choices but eating candy all the time just isn’t appealing anymore, but you learn about this thing called sex which is like eating candy for adults except, unless you’re one of a lucky few, you can’t do it all the time. Tiffany and I were among those lucky few.