Return the favour

I bask in the afterglow feeling thoroughly satiated. Or should that be Staciated :-).

Eventually, I release Anastacia from the tight grip of my thighs about her head.

Cousin Stacy grins a sheepish grin at me and lifts the hem of her vest top to dab the slick wet juices of my pussy from her face. As she does so she reveals her large bare breasts beneath.

I move in on her, taking her breasts in my hands and planting my lips on those of my cousin. The dildo is still strapped to her chin and I can taste my own juices on her lips. But I ignore both as I give her a grateful snog to say thank you for the pleasure that she has given me. Cousin Stacy murmurs a soft moan as my soft lips stimulate hers.

We lie together, lips locked on lips, legs interlocked with legs, hands exploring bodies, sensitive female flesh rubbing on sensitive female flesh. Whilst with one hand I stimulate my cousin’s nipple, with the other I explore her thigh, pushing up the hem of her short denim skirt, sliding over the curve of her ass. Under her skirt, my hand finds no panties, just the soft downy fur of Stacy’s inviting pussy. I slide in a finger and hear my redhead cousin whimper with pleasure.

In time I begin to work my way down her slender body. My lips leave her lips and find instead her breasts. I slide sideways off of Stacy’s body, still fingering her pussy, but now I take a nipple into my mouth and chew roughly on the sensitive nub. Stacy throws her head back with a gasp, the dildo has become detached and her copper hair frames her angel face like a halo.

I move to her other breast and give it similar treatment. Then back to the first and back to the second again. And all the while my fingers continue to slide in and out of her slick wet depths, driving her to more furious cries of pleasure.

I leave her breasts then, with her vest top hitched incongruously up above them, and kiss my way down her belly. As soon as I leave her breasts, my cousin’s hands return to them, eagerly plucking at the nipples to retain the stimulation. But I am after more richer fare…

I find myself at my cousin’s silky thighs. They glow with perspiration under the heavy material of her short denim skirt. I lift the hem. There underneath is a neatly trimmed ginger minge, with three of my fingers trapped guiltily half in and half out.

I lower my head again and flick my tongue across the hard erect little clit that I find there. I hear my cousin let out a low growl of pleasure as I begin my work here. With the in-out motion of my fingers and my tongue flicking sideways across her clit, I know that my cousin’s orgasm will not be long in coming. Sure enough, her moans quickly turn to gasps and her body trembles beneath me. Her thighs clamp shut on my hand, but that does not stop my remorseless tongue. Stacy shrieks and gasps and plucks at her breasts, frantic in the grip of her pleasure.

Finally, the redhead’s body seems suffused by an unstoppable ripple of pleasure and my cousin throws her head back with a loud cry of desire. With that, her thighs go weak and she is lying on her back panting in exhaustion.

I look at the perspiring redhead, with her vest hitched sluttily over her tits and her pussy exposed and I am suddenly filled with a strange new love for my quirky hard-to-live-with cousin.